We'd been in Australia for nearly two years when the big news came
Mum couldn't wait to break it to us
So finally, after chasing us all over the hostel, she got us all together
Sat us down and told us that we were moving into our own house
This'd be our home, and us kids were gonna be going to a new school
There'd be no more moving from place to place
This is where we'd stay forever, she promised
It'd be clean and new and I believed her
She'd never lied to me, I could trust her
On the day of the big move, the heavens opened up
It could have been a sign, it looked a lot like the Scottish summer
The rain was coming down sideways
Was God really gonna make this harder for us than he needed to?
Couldn't he just give us a break and let it stop long enough to pack up the house
And finally get to a home
It seemed He'd make it as hard as he possibly could
45 Heytesbury Road, Elizabeth West was our home for the next few years
It'd be some of the best and some of the worst years of my life so far
Time passed, and Mum and Dad didn't find their dreams
In fact, things went from worse to much worse
The life's lessons that they were supposed to hand down to us, didn't come as they should've
Those lessons, like every other lesson, got lost in fear and violence and drunkenness
We never learned about hope, or the chance of finding our dreams
That didn't happen to families like ours
Dad drank more, gambled more, and Mum tried harder