Why Can’t It? – Written March 1995 (Aged 20)

Why Can’t It?

I do not know how you want to live.
I have not got a lot of material things,
but I have a lot of emotion to give.

Today was a strange day;
we were as close as can be,
but further apart than before.

I was losing my head,
just as much as you were losing yours —
opening those creaky, rusty doors.

I just wanted to hold you tight
and be feeling just right,
but I knew, like you, that it wasn’t.

We had too much to drink.
You did not want me to leave;
I did want to stay.

Why can’t we just live like a dream?
Why can’t it always be that way?
Why can’t it?

James Garratt – March 1995

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