Brocilo Restoration - sleight of hand

The plan is, and was
No planets
Cut up stars, blighted land
Switch-and-baited by
Sleight of hand

Through the bines and vines a light
Pops of air inside the night
Starry skies implies it's Saturn
I surf a ladder down the roof
Into the soundly sleeping room
Shiny silver slivers shimmer
Scattered towards impending doom
We can't settle like condensing dew
In the new grass
These things, too, will come to pass

It's gold...it's all gold
Greatest story every told

The plan is, and was
No plan, it's
Cut up stars, blighted land
Switch-and-baited by
Sleight of hand

Fate's losing faith
I'm in the car soon to make
A huge mistake
Last month took a year
This month too will a take
Similar time, at a minimum
I'm attempting at trendsetting
Infinitesimally
All while I'm treadshedding
Drifting my destiny
Selfish recalcitrant
Malcontents
Won't get the best of me

It's gold...it's all gold
Greatest story every told

The plan is, and was
No planets
Cut up stars, blighted land
Switch-and-baited by
Sleight of hand

Showmanship

Written by:
Dragan Brocilo

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