It's kGnowing that your door is always oG7pen
and your pGath is free to wAmalk
that makes me tend to lAm7eave my sleeping bag
rolled up and sD7tashed behind your cGouch.
And it's kGnowing I'm not shackled
by forgoG7tten words and bonds
and the iGnk stains that have dried if on some lAmine
that keeps you in the baAm7ckroads
that keAmeps you ever geD7ntle on my mGind.