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