You Keep Twisting The Truth
That Keeps Me Thrown Askew
Actually, I kinda miss sec two.
The spectator's stand all to ourselves, sitting around chatting like nobody's business, staring at the clouds, an occasional rainbow or two, getting scolded by a certain pe teacher who seems to think we're "sunbathing" and "should be in our classrooms". I miss being able to sit on the tiled floor of the largest classroom in the whole school compound, organising gatherings, telling jokes, laughing at a certain form teacher and bitching all we can.
We were quite happy, weren't we? And then came september.
Cos in my head there's a Greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place where
They're far more suited then here.
The spectator's stand all to ourselves, sitting around chatting like nobody's business, staring at the clouds, an occasional rainbow or two, getting scolded by a certain pe teacher who seems to think we're "sunbathing" and "should be in our classrooms". I miss being able to sit on the tiled floor of the largest classroom in the whole school compound, organising gatherings, telling jokes, laughing at a certain form teacher and bitching all we can.
We were quite happy, weren't we? And then came september.
Cos in my head there's a Greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place where
They're far more suited then here.
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