Souvenir / Neil Finn

The apartment is yellow, tall walls and high plaster ceilings and it will be home now that we’ve left Superba behind. Ad I put the last of the last in boxes and put the boxes in the Jeep and midnight has come and gone, music still plays from the little black player. It’s down to dust balls and small wads of paper. I’ve been through every cupboard a drawer. The rooms are full of echoes, everything else swept out.