You escaped to this piece of England
Determination your sensitised drivers key
Something snapped, one final long silence too far
Magazine article, missions two hundred miles apart
So you are going, or even may have gone
Purposeful with direction and organisation
Any; or another way of life, to give back a life
To the vibrant youth; no more to carry the still
Misplaced child, found in a house lost of all love
Once, twice, but never they say ever a third time
Sound of fortune cards pulled slowly from the pack
Words taken, considered, photographed in a smile
Shall we go home now
Our first song, our first date
So soon together
Determined as one, in our purpose and in our key
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