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No I won't be fickle fisted
I won't drop cards from my chest
And all around I feel my senses
Subject to the swirling mess

A face like flint I measure
All things to the same kilo
I can’t be sizing my own guesses when the outcome’s fatal

A face like flint I measure
All things to the same kilo
I can’t be sizing my own guesses when the outcome’s fatal

In a changing garden be my tether
In a static room come unfurl my feathers
In a changing garden be my tether
In a static room come and unfurl my feathers

No I won’t be heavy handed
I will not breach that iron fence
And even if my situation does not offer me any changes
I will not speak in future tense

‘Cause a face like flint I measure
All things to the same kilo
I can’t be sizing my own guesses when the outcome’s fatal

A face like flint I measure
All things to the same kilo
I can’t be sizing my own guesses when the outcome’s fatal

In a changing garden be my tether
In a static room come unfurl my feathers
In a changing garden be my tether
In a static room come unfurl my feathers

In a changing garden be my tether
In a static room come unfurl my feathers