Street Sweeper from Icarian by Van Panther

Be real stained steel
I’ll try my best
To curb the angles formed
My thoughts elude a great upset
A hurdle draped in vines
Who knew the cause of all distress
Is curtains in the mind
Even though it never intercepts
It struggles intertwined

What do you do
When I need to

Cause I’ll need a moment
To find the cause of my headache again
No wallow in sorrow
Lift the curse of my headache again
I’ll need a way
And I’ll need a sign to break through
Won’t give it a way
But what can I try to make sense of again

What do you do
When I need to

Don’t have the guts to dance around
By rights it was heaven sent
I know I need to settle down
Better head for a settlement
When it starts to get ahead of time
I’d make things right so just sit tight
I won’t let it get away

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