Ollie

I wait to be with you, standing on this station, feeling remarkably new, who wants to be that stone, when the tide’s gone away, left on the beach alone , there is no clue, why it’s turned this way give the Doctors their due, they blasted my bones, say that I’m saved tested my chromosomes, please give me your view, now the choice is raised, am I here with issues, before my eerie groans, you tried to accommodate, everything I called home, truth is what we do, good as new each day, play me happy tunes, sit me down and say !!!