Years – Written Approx. Late 1993 or January 1994 (Aged 18)


i can see everything now
but it is hard to like what i see
i am getting closer to you
and i am getting out alive
rather than dead
it is hard to find the time to survive
when you have got strange things in your head
and i am starting to realise
just how cruel life can be
it used to be good, just being naïve
now i am growing up
and finding it harder to believe
who’s sake are we living for?
is yours or is it mine?
choke on your holy wine
because i do not see a godhead
i just see violence on the streets
and so many people dead
it does not mean much to me
arguing over religion, hating each other
get it together or leave one another
if only it were that simple
just, as a child, it usually is
seeing justice done is very rare
as you get older,
even if you do not care
you know all this just get’s stranger

James Garratt – 1993/1994

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