Constantly
i am getting constantly down
i am getting nothing
except a mind full of ideas
and they are my fears
listen to everything
and you may make some sense
the changeless seasons of the past
seem to hang around going nowhere fast
i am thinking about all of them
all those who know
i am constantly thinking about everything
there is no chance, it is what you make
and with no hope,
it is what you choose to take
getting out alive is just half of the trick
it is doing it well
as well as doing it quick
feeling like there is a spirit around
guardian angel takes my hand
and i stop constantly getting down
they help me to understand
help me help myself to want to live
opening my tired eyes
fitting things into perspective
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James Garratt – December 1994
Constantly – Written December 1994 (Aged 19)
