twisting around the shoreline road from oriental bay to owhiro bay
the sun shining from the northern sky
my sense of direction spinning round and round
not knowing where i am
i feel at home in you
homes perched like angled birds on your steep hillsides
shadows move down the hills bleeding into the sea
the ocean fades from sun green to cool blue
not knowing where i am
as if i have always known you
clouds move so fast across your sky
rain falling down the sun shine
the white caps furious in your harbor
not knowing where i am
like pōhutukawa blossoms blown out to sea
3 planes, 24 hours, thousands of miles, i come from so far
and wake the morning after to songs of kokako and tui
the smell of coal burning as i walk down aro street for coffee
knowing where i am
as if you have always known me
heat flow 