A few incidents sploshed into one. I actually enjoyed school fetes and have very fond memories of the unrepeatable home made treats like chocolate crackles and coconut ice. But the nice thing about nostalgia is that you can't actually go back.
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SCHOOL FETE
Apricot slice, coconut ice,
A stall by the fence, three for two cents,
Costume parade, flat lemonade,
Teachers with beer stagger and cheer.
And I, I shall not return.
If I were still eight I’d head for the gate,
Ride around in the dark of the Woolies car park,
Mum snaps me out, laughing points it out,
The faraway tree but it’s you that I see.
And I, I shall not return.
Your Dad at the base fixed Hercules with lace.
Throwing boys into the dark where they burst and left their mark.
Mirages in the clouds, villages in shrouds,
Smothered all the cries, they said you had his eyes.
And I, I shall not return.
I saw you grin and I knew
That I could race you
to the hall from where we stood.
But your brother scooped you up
And you were gone for good.
And I couldn’t sleep a wink....
credits
from Haunting the Path,
released April 19, 2016
Words and Music Peter Jetnikoff 2014
Guitars:
Gibson Les Paul Traditional
Rickenbacker 330/12
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