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
