What if you reached the age of reason
Only to find there was no reprieve
Would you still be a man for all seasons?
Or would you just have to leave
We measure our days out
In steps of uncertainty
Not turning to see how we've come
And peer down the highway
From here to eternity
And reach out for love on the run
While the man for all seasons
Is lost behind the sun
Henry Plantagenent still looks for someone
To bring good news in his hour of doubt
While Thomas More waits in the Tower of London
Watching the sands running out
And measures the hours out
From here to oblivion
In actions that can't be undone
A sailor through the darkness
would
where
while
waits
unfolding
turning
watching
tides
thomas
there
storm
still
waters
undone
steps
someone
should
shame
sands
rushing
running
round
reprieve
eternity
actions
first
experience
darkness
beneath
believe
caught
coincidence
chance
lanterns
again
boats
disbelieve
leave
accept
around
scans
daydreams
henry
doubt
behind
allah
defeats
gains
hours
light
measure
oblivion
deceiving
fades
falling
through
bring
fortune
highway
cover
jehovah
measures
london
uncertainty
seasons
sailor
looks
maybe
meridian
night
tower
nothing
reach
reached
reason
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