Run Around
she ran around
in the darkest day
she had pearls of wisdom
but an aura of grey
she was little, almost tiny
and in the vast expanse of knowledge
how can i expect her to find me
i caught a trip at half past one
as astral flight of dreams
but never an astral sun
this is a fantasy
that we created
i stood and i looked around
all i wanted was a little thought
from a large mind
bought a dream for tonight
but it was not the learning kind
so it soon got caught
and the she had nothing to do
she is running around
just looking for you
please, give her something new
James Garratt – February to June 1995
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Run Around – Written Between February and June 1995 (Aged 20)
