Just So
you like everything to be just so
and you feel a need
to always be in control
but life is not, just so
it does not sit perfectly
it does not happen to a plan or script
sometimes the furniture is rearranged
sometimes the words do not fit
you lose a second, a moment or even an hour
you know, life is not just so
sometimes the sweet turns sour
and i think you know
and that is what drives you mad
life just isn’t so
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James Garratt – August 2005
Just So – Written August 2005 (Aged 30)
