The headlights a bright flash
The vehicle a rickety ol ‘ tramp
It was 4 in the morning
I was alone with no guiding lamp
“I’ve still got sand in my shoes” dido crooned
The ol rickety tramp down the hills she tried to speed
Annoyance and repugnance largely loomed
Back then ‘childishness’ I did not need
You forced certainty in my uncertain world
But its 4 in the morning now it’s too late
I just put out a board on my property ‘Already sold’
The headlights a bright flash
The vehicle a rickety ol ‘ tramp
It was 4 in the morning
I was alone with no guiding lamp
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