Evening – Wednesday 20th November 1996


you can see me
on a friday evening
wake me up on a saturday morning
holding, diving, weaving, living
no more mourning
we can be all giving
you can see me
in a situation i love
wake me on a saturday morning
i am sad to be going
after all you have been showing
but i am sure my time will come
if i can see you
sometime soon, i will be happy
like some teenage game
that we still play
it is part of our names
show me today
so i can see you in the evening

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James Garratt – Wednesday 20th November 1996

I am a 40 something sometime writer. I live in the South West of the UK but originally I am from Essex.

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