Take me away oh big jet plane
cos every black sedan is sending me insane.
Away from noise, the struggle and black despair
and cos if I see just one more, I’ll give up, I swear.
Far away from kingy, marriotts, and sofitel
where memories and sorrow will forever dwell.
Far from this beautiful home where more became less
and where I lost my happiness.
Away from daily reminders, of life back when…
and sadly, away too, from my family and friends.
Take me to the island where a new start I must make,
and from triggers and no-tomorrows I can escape.
Take me to the island where no black sedans are seen,
cos if I see just one more I know I’ll scream.
Time loses meaning on this island of dreams
and I am grateful for a life that is as it seems.
I swim with the fish and the calm and the flow,
guided by his spirit and a sure rainbow.
I listen to the moon and can hear falling leaves,
it helps soothe my sighs and wring out my tears.
Memories beyond painful will stay with me, I know;
I’m grateful this island is quiet and nourishingly slow
as they are softened, just a tad, by the reality of this peace…
my confusion and heartache I’ll keep trying to release.
So keen he was for me to rest for a year or two,
but this break he gifted me in the darkest way true.
Dolefully, with no plans to return I’ll stay on if I can,
cos there’s no cars at all here, let alone a black sedan.
