the plane back home

'tis lovely a thing
to run away
from home, routine
even jus' for a few days

visitin' a loved one
who's gone away
feels so gooe, even thought
it's just for a few days

but now i'm sittin on
the plane back home
'orrible feeling
sad lonely and bad

the plane transports
back home, to routine
and all the mundane things
in life it purports

that routine that should
and in most does create
a warm feeling inside:
home, oh sweet home

but me, i am weird
don't wanna go home
i want to be away
from all that's familiar

so this bloody plane home
to home despised home
where's one utomst thing missing
the love i left behind