By 13th November 2011December 9th, 2019No Comments

A grain of sand in a lifeless land as far as the eye can see
It’s been a week, with no relief, won’t you come and set me free
How I wish a plane would land, according to plan and take me away from here but my luck’s run out, my body is broke and I don’t know where I am
The wind blows through, it chills me blue and I don’t know where I am
With nothing to scoff and not even a brew I think I’m left behind
In this lifeless land filled with sand I know my life is through
Then the radio crackles and I’m made to remind that there are others out there too, left in this land like a grain of sand waiting to come home too……

Dan Fry

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