When Things Go Stale
when things go stale
when the trains runs past the signal
when the train derails
when the carriages appear empty
but when looking across the water
you can see plenty
when towers seem small
when the earth seems to shake
when you are a dinner party guest
but you feel fake,
when things go stale
when you’re told it’s just a breeze
but you end up with a gale
when the eye of a storm comes close
the rain clouds do not need to gather
you already feel soaked
James Garratt – Tuesday 27th February 2002
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When Things Go Stale – Written Tuesday 26th February 2002 (Aged 27)
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