I don’t believe in destiny,
But it might get the best of me,
Then it won’t matter what it’s called.
This all-consuming universe,
We build it up and soon it bursts,
It won’t amount to anything at all.
I have seen a man wither on the vine.
Whither thou goest, I’ll be fine.
A subtle shift in dialect,
And no response means no respect.
I don’t think that you know just what yr saying.
Level-headed overtones
Can mask the words that chill our bones.
I don’t think that we know this game we’re playing.
Whither thou goest I’ll come runnin back to you
Just like you told me not to.
The difference: what we want and what we choose to do.
I don’t believe it’s fate or a failure to relate,
But I know I could wither while I learn to wait.
credits
from one more revelation,
released April 9, 2013
lyrics by timothy tebordo
music by tinmouth
tinmouth is:
timothy tebordo
alyssa shea
aaron sternick
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