Cale Anderson - Ten of Pentacles

Yards of blue VLs, a collection you'll never drive
Rusted and recycled
Never tried
This is what I done for years
Never made the leap
Isolated in my drawing
A world that I sketch

Leaving that old crooked mindless self-absorbed life on it's own
To drown in the absence of me, this world that I dissolve
Like a box of sugar put into the wet too long
I manifest my last pentacle
Claim my inheritance
Like a box of sugar put into the wet too long
I manifest my last pentacle
Queen, my inheritance
My inheritance

Tenopetico
Tenopetico

Cause the truth like my life had been put on the table
Spread out, separated and giving the whole thing a perfect picture frame

The same is always virtuous in most I godly trust
Testing the waters as I decide when I will cross
Like a box of sugar poured into the wet too long
I manifest my last pensing, no queen I inherit

Like a box of sugar poured into the wet too long
I manifest my last pensing, no queen I inherit
Tenopetico

Tenopetico

Written by:
Cale Anderson

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