Plates & Saucers - The Acorn

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