Casual Advice
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You were blinded by the lily pale light
Gilded by slight of hand
And when they ran aground
Babe, I was brim and bound
I was holding out for autumn to end
Emboldened by drink and still
How does it bode so ill?
Oh, but I know it will
Yet you furnish such casual advice
And it feels like I'm never gonna win
In the evening those delicate things
Condemned to oblivion
Dance themselves into vapor
And each one enslaved to love
Yet you furnish such casual advice
And it feels like I'm never gonna win
And yet
And yet
And yet
And yet