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You flew to paradise

But it didn't go well

Hangin' in the mist

With your fantasy pals, woah


You ain't comin' back


On a rainy night

What did you do?

You met fate...

In Honolulu, woah


You ain't comin' back


You waited outside

While the family yelled

'Till they all rushed out

Pointed you to hell, woah


You ain't comin' back

HONOLULU NIGHT is based on a domestic incident gone terribly wrong.  A collision of family emotion, and a conviction of faith that needlessly brought tragedy. Imagine the protagonist as strong and young one moment, and gone the next.  The moral is to seriously avoid being near a charging and complex human train if it is not yours to catch. 


You walked right into it

You couldn't see

Something so small

Shiny, yeah


You ain't coming back


The wrong time

The wrong place

Fading away

Her young face

You chased it for nothing

You never knew

The very life

Slippin' out of you, woah


You ain't coming back


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