Driving across a field
I find a vacancy
It’s just for me, the vacancy
Is just for me
I pull myself into the vacancy
When my heart is hollow, I run for miles that I can’t see
Call somebody important to know I’ll be so far away
And far away you won’t be able to see the lines in my face
No book to read, nor sign of any time
Call me a cab and drive me across a field
I’m looking for a vacancy that’s just for me
Tune me in and let me out into the vacancy
It’s claiming to be just for me
Winter 1986
Age 16
