To the contender: primed to take on the best. Who found his true fight, as patron of the nest. May you achieve; spoils greater than victory, unknown to forfeit. It won’t be long, so may you be strong in the face of defeat, when questions cease.
To the rider: heavy hearted with metered hand. Who crossed the desert, to flee the dictate of demand. And may you unleash; havoc to bless our misery. It won’t be long, so may you be strong in the face of defeat, until questions cease.
To the listener: awoken by what lies between. Whose arms grow weary, holding tongue so serine. That it might bequeath; all that lies beneath, beyond language. And it is time! So may you be kind and may they take heed, when the listener speaks.
credits
from Two's A Crowd,
released March 21, 2009
Aaron: Bass & Vocals, Steve: Drums
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