Richard Buckner
mood
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Giving your answers
I think itâs fair
Come back even faster
Work it in there
Inside weâre saying
Itâs never enough
Instead of breaking
Off what we've done
Over â sit up and lie back
Closer â no-one believes in
Sold wind - weâre holding
Arms that were hidden
Before they were met
Finding us missing
While everyone pays
To press on and pull up the covers
Letâs stop after they've gone
I guess they caught you
In the wrong mood
Everythingâs changing
Blossomed or burned
Someone worth chasing
I called when I heard
How you â wrapped in the wasted
Bound to â in case you stay
Let it â dressed with
Fortune â spreading your favour
Portions â laid at your feet
With no time â I donât mind