Waking Up

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[Instrumental] Emma awoke in screaming terror, as the car head around a bend To her confusion, she saw a woman at the wheel beside her "You are safe", the driver said softly Then, "What's your name?" Emma told her "They call me Honey", she replied, offering a smouldering inch of joint Dazedly, Emma took a long drag, spluttering dank smoke "Sorry to lay it on you like this Emma, but your dad didn't make it" Honey had guessed the girl to be in her early teens; Emma was 22 Once you got passed a certain age everyone else either looked like kids or old wrecks, didn't they? The dead man was not her father She was his secretary The pair had been on their way to a hotel for the weekend "Hah, cliché, babe!" Honey chuckled, tossing the roach-end from her window Emma laughed too: maybe it was shock, maybe the dope; either way, laughter turned to sobs soon enough Everything was settled over a late breakfast of sweet tea and honeyed toast The boss' wife thought he was away on business When the burned out P6 was discovered, the police would rightly assume that he'd had an accident on route Emma's parents thought she was staying with a friend for the weekend Honey could be that friend It had been a mistake to get involved with her boss But Emma hadn't been in love with him There was no need to make things worse, no need to drag her name through the mud It was no one's fault, accidents happened every day All things considered, it was better this way So, she'd stay Just for the weekend Then, Honey could drive her home
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