Depth – Written January 2003 (Aged 27)


how deep does the sea become?
where is it shallow?
where can i find my feet?
it is so strange
the depth which love can go
it is between the two of you
and nobody knows
what are dreams anyway?
should we always hold them close
or should we examine their worth
and their purpose
how deep is thought meant to be
i have thought long and hard
it is the curse of reality
how deep does the valley really go?
and how tall are the mountains
the ones topped by snow
all these questions
all this, it can be so deep
all this, it can interrupt my sleep
i want to move on to a better place
not stuck here, hiding on a heap

James Garratt – January 2003

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