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