Ring at six, the day begins She stumbles down the stairway Porridge on, "I won´t be long"
To Dad sat in his chair Shove, sit down, let´s take the town And make this week a wonder Better than the one before But she knows it won´t be so
A train approaches Will they notice? Should she miss this one and start the week alone
On the way to class and so it starts She´ll play the jester Pushed around, ignored, let down And laughs are at, not with So she fights back but she falls flat They say they´re only teasing Made the fool, that´s life at school What a way to treat your friend
She screams in the shower Lost all of her power Keep face, she´ll leave no trace, not even in her home
Auckland
Just landed in Auckland Feels instantly familiar Flying over, looked like Wales Rolling green hills Everything you told that it would be The warmth, the welcome Guess we´re in for quite the ride But there´s one thing left at home
Ice cream and ocean
Drenched in lotion Wax and walking Things done when we´re at home
Lying on the beach with May and G and Luke and Charlie Freshest party on the port Not quite what we came for So we walked across the island To find some peace and quiet Wish we could stay longer here But we´ve got to get that boat
There´s one last fairy Filled with the Mary Likely to resemble Scenes of the last train home