It's the last day of term I am never going to be The beached sea creature they call me For my EPQ I rehearsed a dance routine Out of my depth in the shallow Pacific scene My thoughts are overcrowded and unclear There's only room enough For two in here On the last day of term I was always going to see If you feel as I feel about you about me My stare has scalded all your favourite clothes All we share in common is we're better off alone The youth centre turns me away "We only harbour ships" they say "And you're a wreck" I just hold my breath I just swim Far away...