Suitable For Sires

Sultans sit beside an open fire
Suitable among the sires
Hearts feeling heavy
Should have brought the Chevy

So long for leaving
No one is deceiving
Should’ve been seeing red
Thoughts have rattled in my head

Lying awake within my bed
Should’ve seen the light instead
Pulse beneath the endless threads
Should’ve been the things I said

Quilled beside the pen
Shall I start over again
Shot for the levy
Caught beneath I’m feeling heavy

So long to reason
Sat upon my treason
So said the sad song
Hello, I am head strong

Safe beside the sultans fire
Quench thy heart of my desire