Acorn Plates & Saucers
Let me make you an offer Take the glass from this plate and saucer Hold it up to your mouth Though you haven't been a bother At all
And I'll come to you If to tell you Tell you how that you You're on my mind Most the time When my plans have fallen through
I'd love to rest And keep things under the table Pass the days evading whispers and labels
You're surely not the only treasure On a map too large to measure Take your pick on the exit Set sail and cut the tether
