Umphrey's Mcgee
Out of Order
Accuse me of this, trusting what did I gest?To think or confess, silence seems to be bestSpeaking of words, accepting it would be worseAnd solace comes first, it forfeits here in retrievingEvery last reason for wanting of evidenceWith all things beside us that line up as residenceEverything left be a waste of timePerfect as this, to only realize a guessConflicts can rest, what takes precedence next?Keeping with words, how can I be assured?Solace comes first, it forfeits here in retrievingEvery last reason for wanting of evidenceWith all things beside us that line up as residenceEverything left be a waste of time
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