Promises like pie-crust
Who would perish of excess
Many thrive on frugal fare
Let us be the friends we were
Promise me no promises
And of mine what can you know?
Many thrive on frugal fare
I, so cold, may once have seen
Free to come as free to go
Who would perish of excess
Well, promise me no promises
Who shall show us if it was
If I promised, I believe
Never false and never true
Sunlight, once have felt the sun
I should fret to break the chain
For I cannot know your past
Nothing more but nothing less
So will I not promise you
Free to come as free to go
You, so warm, may once have been
If I promised, I believe
For lost liberty again
Never false and never true
And the fortune is not told
Let us hold the die uncast
And of mine what can you know?
Let us hold the die uncast
Keep we both our liberties
Warmer towards another one
If you promised, you might grieve
I should fret to break the chain
Thus indeed in time of old?
Fades the image from the glass
For lost liberty again
For I cannot know your past
Nothing more, nothing less
Let us be the friends we were
Keep we both our liberties
And if you promised, you might grieve
