Abi Tucker - Happy New Year

A diver in the back row
She drowns in the background noise
The ghost of a hundred and one sins that
she has caused
Fireworks and hero's
to the stroke of a New Year, wall to wall
A million more faces that she's never seen before
She drinks to the man, sinks to the sand
and then drinks to him once more
She says, Í'll see you at the fishbowl
looking for a lost god

She picks up her shoes
and walks down through the parked cars
Watches for the sharp stones
daggers on the dark road where she leaves from
Thinks back to the man, stops in her tracks
and then, drinks to him once more
She says 'I'll see you at the parish hall
they'll be ringing their bells

She hears the sound of the breaks
The taxi driver waits, as she turns
once more to wave, goodbye
She sees the look on his face
and it all just slips away, It all just rips away
'Happy New Year Happy New Year

A kite in the back seat
waiting for the strong winds to come
Light on the luggage she brings
so she doesn't get caught
A little 'un'phased, a little bit much
Seems so untouched when she falls, she says
I'll be in the fishpond searching with the lost ones

She hears the sound of the breaks
The taxi driver waits, as she turns
once more to wave, goodbye
She sees the look on his face
and it all just slips away, It all just rips away
'Happy New Year

She hears the sound of the breaks
The taxi driver waits, as she turns
once more to wave, goodbye
She sees the look on his face
and it all just rips away, It all just slips away
'Happy New Year happy new year