Away We Go - John Smith

Just within vision, the road opens wide to swallow me whole

At home with the atlas she’s desperate to fly

And so she asks me every day

When are we going away?

The drums of the madman, louder each each, have put me to flight

Places change shape and friends disappear

She calls out to me when I am astray

She says Baby, Take Me Away!

Hey!

Gather your coats and your shoes!

There’s nothing to lose!

Let us see better days in some sweet place far away

At the very least we’ll say we gave it a go

Spring came on quickly

We never returned, we never looked back

The candle not lit has longer to burn

And still she asks me everyday

She says Baby, Take Me Away!