My refuge free from dichotomies
the all-pervading two hands
No second thoughts, no counterarguments
Uncertainty has lost its chance
in for the penny, in for the pound
smiling off the ground
All letters surely red those days
someone really did push my luck
presence makes my heart grow fonder
clichés all seem to justify themselves
in for the penny, in for the pound
smiling off the ground
Maybe it sounds a bit naïve
a view as colored as pastels
the complex patterns of souls intertwined
simplified in a one way sign
but I really do like the full palette
rebellious red to gorgeous green
skepticism, pardon my french
a little naiveness is part of the romance
in for the penny, in for the pound
smiling off the ground
