something about the gulf between adulthood and childhood and how children will never know quite everything about their parents...

WHERE YOU’VE BEEN TODAY


hurry home
its not too far
check your phone
still in the car
one more time
before you reach the door

turn the key
take a peek
children hide
you have to seek
you wonder how
you'd ever want for more

but they’ll never know
where you’ve been
what you’ve said
and what you’ve seen
they’ll never know
what you’ve been told
what you’ve done
and who you hold

they’ll never know
they’ll never go 
where you’ve been today

join the dots
goldilocks
put the toys back
in the box
time for bed
sip your cares away

look around
see whats yours
whats left to do
all your chores
feels so late
you’re calling it a day

but they’ll never know
where you’ve been
what you’ve said
and what you’ve seen
they’ll never know
what you’ve been told
what you’ve done
and who you hold

they’ll never know
they’ll never go 
where you’ve been today

Ahhhhh…

they’ll never know
the things you know
what you do
where you go

they’ll never know
what you had to do
the choice you made
what you’ve been through

they’ll never know
where you go
and where you’ve been today

pin the note
to the door
watch it fall 
to the floor
might as well
leave it where it lay

locking up
you shed a tear
its just as well
its as you feared
weren’t you always 
like this anyway?

but they’ll never know
where you’ve been
what you’ve said
and what you’ve seen
they’ll never know
what you’ve been told
what you’ve done
and who you hold

they’ll never know
they’ll never go 
where you’ve been today

Where You've Been Today

A ginnel is a passageway between red brick terraced houses, specifically in Yorkshire, where I grew up. The ones near where I lived had peculiar sound reflections that always fascinated me when I was little. Macalla is Irish Gaelic for echo, in a nod to my Irish roots…

Where You've Been Today

Ginnel Macalla