A Tender History In Rust

Left out in the rain, drops falling down, our shiny chains
Shimmering against the morning sun, the sweet adventure was calling us
We went rocky-mountain climbing and deep sea-water diving
With you
But now we’re just sat round the back – of your house
Forgotten us
Relics collecting dust –
A tender history said in rust.

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