Somewhere – Written Sunday 7th November 1995 (Aged 20)

Somewhere

somewhere we fit perfectly in
somewhere we live life to the full
but never so cruel
it is out there, a little bit of paradise
a little bit of heaven inside
it must be, probably that, that keeps us alive
somewhere you have the capacity to give
such a wondrous ability to live
we crawled out of the sky and into the sea
then onto dry land
to be who we were meant to be
we have taken a lot of hands
but we were never really free
who cares?
it is all out there, somewhere




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James Garratt 0 Tuesday 7th November 1995