Bluebottle Kiss Matrimony
I have walked here maybe on this road
A bed of friends
Via thoughts of guild so unextinguished
I was on my mothers door
Am I now on your reel?
All your friends found someone on the pretence
That they weren't hanging around for joy
To feel less worthless
I don't see them any more no
I won't chain myself
I know, I know, I wont grow old