Rolling Down a Hill
i was rolling down a hill
when you found me
i was crossing the river
with china,
i had to urgently deliver
when you found me
i was cradling my shiver
i was here,
but not quite there
figuring out
what it actually means to care
i was throwing my dreams
against a wall
trying to make them stick
when someone made the call
living life
trying to sat with the flow
i was rolling down a hill
when you found me
James Garratt – Sunday 7th September 2014
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Rolling Down a Hill – Written Sunday 7th September 2014 (Aged 39)
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