Built Up
what builds up
falls apart
i would like to swim the rivers
of my heart
i would like to row across my dreams
and then write a guidebook
on all the beautiful things
what builds up
falls down
skyscrapers in one metropolis
is a shack in another town
i would like to move to paradise
and relax by the pool
with dreams on ice
and special thoughts to keep me cool
build me up
with hope already made
i am sure of the nature
it is just so hard to say
James Garratt – Saturday 13th March 2004
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Built Up – Written Saturday 13th March 2004 (Aged 29)
