Dame Street, stop 1278.

Stop 1278 Dame Street She waits patiently for the 123 The real time info says 11:19 The bus arrives couple minutes early And she She puts her hand out but it continues down the street She decides she'll walk Sure it's not even late There's no need for a taxi She enjoys the escape Look Dolphins Barn is only 20 minutes away is what she tells herself as she starts Texting her mate Now she's outside St Patrick's Cathedral Both phone battery and temperature drop below zero She quickens her pace And holding onto her mace She longs for the safety of her pillow Between the rowdy gang on bikes and the cracked tooth bottle in hand types She feels exposed and watched and tears fill her eyes As she passes Weaver Park being catcalled to no surprise She crosses the street And sees a man cross too She's only 5 minutes away Her road is almost in view He continues to pursue her In his drunken stupor Christ why'd he choose her She decides taxi in future She brings her phone to her ear and pretends to call her friend What was the last text she sent what if this is the end Seeing a large group her age she yells out for a James They don't hear her exclaim but the man slips away Finally safe and calm She charges her phone There's a text from her mam Text me when you're home x We need to do better