Vanity Fair

Follow the thought down a spiral stair
What you gonna find at the bottom there?
Bonfire night and a bright white flair
Ruby in your room reading Vanity Fair
csthma smoking, window choking
cll the things you left unspoken
cll the promises you broke and
The liberties you took
cll the nights you woke too early
cll the mornings overslept
cll the evenings chasing daylight
Laughing yourself half to death
Well what's so funny?
Follow the thought down the mountainside
Come to the things that you had tried to hide inside your mind
You find them now
Long locked up and they get let out
Like a stampede freedom from the zoo
Montenegro feeling blue
Washed up on a Sydney shore
Or sunshine on a Farnham floor