There is a Space
eyes red,
ten hours on this aeroplane
eyes red,
eyes so sore
from tears shed
and still, i could cry some more
eyes sting,
life… and what it brings
i feel so rough
like something a cat did drag in
ten hours on this aeroplane
eyes so sore
and i feel every ounce of this pain
my heart is heave and dragged to the floor
every beat is a strain
and still, i could cry some more
eyes so sore
and now, there is a dull ache too
and a space,
which has grown for you
James Garratt – Saturday 20th November 1999
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There is a Space – Written Saturday 20th November 1999 (Aged 24)
