Where Will I Find Them
i met a fantastic friend
just standing there
all alone they will be
i left a fantastic friend
and wondered if they ever think of me
should i need them
where will i find them
a fantastic friend
is like surfacing in a cool stream
i met a sweet thing
just sitting there
all jewellery and pagan rings
my peoples are still walking
that is what they said
they said, come and take a look
at the mess in my head
i left them and missed something
a fantastic friend goes out
they stand aloof like a spook
what will they be?
a future icon for another time
i wonder if they ever think of me
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James Garratt – Saturday 22nd February 1997
Where Will I Find Them – Written Saturday 22nd February 1997
