The taxi pulls up to the dink in mulroy.
We do a U-turn to the front of the house
my one and only saviour is crying still
the leg gets caught in the door.
I have my own key for the future
I know the alarm off by heart
we take the house as a family and
without thought, the kettle clicks.
They changed the lights to white on street
if you ask me, ill say creepy
the drugs and the cars slowed down
once robbed and raced for sound.
It means the place is safer than before
all that matters is the moon
2 bar heater on for twenty
it changes the room.