Every Changing
ever changing,
there are lights above me
and a friend in my room
unseen,
but as telling as anything can be
everything is ever changing,
everything around me
my life story
when i think about it all
it is such a long time since then
all those years ago
and i remember how it used to be
ever changing,
a cold front from the east
a warm front from the west
me changing circles and squares
ever changing,
i guess that’s the way it is
and that’s the way it’s going to be
i guess that is life’s pure beauty
every changing,
for you and me
James Garratt – June 2001
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Ever Changing – Written June 2001 (Aged 26)
