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