Waiheke

Running water fears the empty tank Kitty crying for a milky bath Sunny, sultry in the afternoon When the drink couldn't bring you back your youth Sugar coated later days Like boarding up holy time And the years keep riding through your veins Like a rolling, rolling tide First light in the morning Sings the sonnet of the day gone The star crosses a magic man Keep rolling and rolling along Waiheke Pre-madonna of the photograph Pre-madonna's last fading laugh Lie awake staring at the moon When the drink couldn't bring you back your youth Sugar coated later days Like boarding up holy time And the years keep riding through your veins Like a rolling, rolling tide First light in the morning Sings the sonnet of the day gone The star crosses a magic man Keep rolling and rolling along Waiheke, Waiheke, Waiheke