Paranormal People – Written early 1993 (Aged 17/18)

Paranormal People

Paranormal people
in my head,
asking me what it is like to be still alive,
me asking them, what is it like to be dead?
No longer worrying if you are going to survive.

Paranormal people run through solid walls,
laughing at all the materialistic fools
and society’s rules—nothing but trash.
Life is like a runaway train;
you know one day it is going to crash.
Always chasing the person behind,
always trying to find I do not know what.

Paranormal people sit in my chair,
but people just say there is nothing there.
But to me, they are as clear as day.
You know, sometimes, it is just not fair.
I know that the paranormal people are there.

James Garratt – 1993

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