No One told Me – Sunday 8th April 2001

No One told Me

no one told me about now
perhaps they never expected it to happen
perhaps they thought i would never get here
perhaps they just do not care
no one told me about now
adulthood is strange
like a shadow in the dark
i scream for its name
but it seems to float
so i sidestep the spectre
and hide inside my cloak
no one told me about now
somehow i guess i got here alone
perhaps they wanted it to happen
perhaps they thought i would get here
perhaps they just do care
but they just do not know how to show it




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James Garratt – Sunday 8th April 2001