Cryptic Mystery – October 1995

Cryptic Mystery

i have a glass at night
i look to the bottom
i feel strange that night
silly cryptic mystery
dazzling in its reality
i cannot work out life
i wonder why,
i have a drink
the pressure slams into my face
i do not want to think
i have to leave this place
cryptic mystery
the answers there
but i cannot see
doesn’t mean much to me
i feel like i am running out of air
what it must be, just ot be free
i have to get out of here
cryptic mystery




James Garratt – October 1995