You dare not think of home

You hear your name as you walk onto the stage

Unsure of what is happening

All you know is that you want to be home

High squeals plead from the microphone

As you stand and wait

There's someone next to you

Screaming something

As you get taken away

Now you are in a room with your family

Hugging and crying

You no this will be the last time you see them

As they get hushed out of the room

You are on a train with two other people

One drunk

One in nine inch heels

You dare not think of home

You are on a bed

Being waxed to the bone

You dare not think of home

You are on a stage being interviewed

By a guy with purple hair

All you want is to be home

But you dare not think of home

You hear a countdown

'Then you run

Somewhere, anywhere

But you are now home in your dreams