Bars of love, love that holds me out
Bars of hate, hate that holds you in
The iron gate of your prison

I can’t come in, bars of love
You can’t go out, bars of hate
These bars of your prison grate

Bars of ice, a frost upon our love
Bars of flames, singeing my affections
Ashes of whispered devotion

You wear your fetters, you have a key
I am tethered to your pain
Will probation come again?

Bars of grapes, crushed for the bottle
Aging into bars of wine
I will not come next time