The brilliance of my fleetin g min d Chimes like voices in foreign caves it chimes in time - takes me where Imgoin g Alone my fleetin g min d is knowin g believe it when I pin it down And thats not hard to forget with my hands upon my knees You wi will steal from my fleetin g min d Remember all our words they are just smoke rin gs in the rain : thats just a poem in brilliant places but poets, they are too grim they steal like party thieves from crowded rooms to rhyme their homes with better places The brilliance of their min ds wi will seek with never knowin g alone my fleetin g min d is knowin g believe it when I pin it down And thats not hard to forget with my thought like siftin g leaves I believe in my fleetin g min d.
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