Meandering more than mere miles to make amends

Money mind present makes the mundane to the end

For morality driven to sink, sickness finds clearer country sides

Through that door just to patronize, sickness found your demise

Driving down 89, silent sound not yet a vice

Learn to prize and simplify you over my own desire

For something just crossed my mind, how does one fraternize?

Finding time, time to pass in your world of comfort class

For temptation is a firе that burns heavily on your pyre

And sensation is a firе that leads me back to the

For something just crossed my mind, how does one fraternize?

Finding time, time to pass in your world of comfort class

We're meandering