Gather Me Up – Written Saturday 19th November 1994 (Aged 19)

Gather Me Up

gather me up
but do not treat me like a rag doll
i feel old –
i feel like i have never had anything
when i look back on my childhood
surely, it must have meant something
mustn’t it?
it was not good and it was not clear
sometimes i was so lonely
i felt as if nothing was near
but it is all coming down now you know
it is all changing, changing for the better
gather me up
and hold me in your arms

James Garratt – Saturday 19th November 1994

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