Bayley

Chained to our days, here to beg forgive, all the mess we made, best not to moan, nor want to rescind, what’s lost in loans, forget our smart gaze, we bumble in bliss, stuck like cellophane, left all alone, to consider the grift, put jelly on our bones, celebrate each way, we'll love on a trip, it’s more than trade, drift in the time zones, learn how to give, we’re going home, make the most of this.