Out of My Sight – Written April 2005 (Aged 30)

Out of My Sight

so i am sat down here,
having the time of my life
but watching my home life fall apart
i am trying to hold on
but i am losing the grip of your heart
so i am sat down here,
just the usual things for company
just like all those years ago
just like it used to be
the music on in the background
the careful tick of the clock
a tearful almost fateful sound
working hard, like i have never done
probably the hardest in my life
and then watching it all fall away
just there, just out of my sight





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James Garratt – April 2005