my favourite kind of stealing...

with some barely disguised lifting of entire sections from watching the wheels by John Lennon, it's not the most original piece of work i've ever self-submitted, but it's one that accurately reflects my at-that-time feelings and impending change of focus (relationship-wise). more importantly, it's quite jolly in a way that i'm normally loathe to indulge; i don't do jolly.

More Than Just Getting By

Every day is another day to get by,
I'm looking out for you, so careful how you go.
There may be another chance,
But it may never come our way,
And I don't know why, I just had to let you know.

I've never much thought about all I've never owned,
I'm only grateful that we've a chance to grow.
I'm just sitting, still enjoying
My favourite kind of town,
And I don't know why, I just had to let you know.

I see the end, and know that I'm expected there.
Knowing that, here with you, I feel I've found my home.
We'll always enjoy without fault
Whatever comes our way,
And you must see now, why I cannot let you go.

The paths converge into one almost unnoticed.
As you run ahead, I turn to enjoy and follow.
I turn again, and hear
Your name whispered on the wind,
And forever believe that you're all I need to know.


October 1995

then again, that's what a (prospective) new girlfriend and ultimately wife-to-be will do for the creative juices. it's a poem that says that it's important to have someone to care for and someone to look out for, and after 12 years and three kids it remains (to me) as relevant as ever...