Reya Three

Chained to our days, will they ever forgive, the mess we made, best not to moan, or want to rescind, this life as a loan, we live in a haze, recovered from bliss, stuck together like cellophane, we’re not alone, to carry on like this, there's meat on our bones, live for today, we’ll make love a trip, more than a trade, welcome their stones, consider the shift, we’re going home, when someone says, we don't fit in, we’ll show them the way, what it is to give.