Vestibules

In the lines leaving subtle

Hinting light left befuddled

Western eyes looking on before long

Wary finds in vestibules

The doubt's out now

The one thing I have found

And I, questioning it all, will fall

For everything that's right

Everything, that's right

I think I blew it

I thought you knew it

All along

That this would go wrong

And maybe we'd ascend

And walk the razors edge

Until it fell again

Some things don't always work out so well

Oh well

So well

Oh well

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