Written on a train from London to somewhere greener…
These green fields are rollin’ by,
I’ve got Ed Sheeran playing on YouTube – oh my,
This guy can make a dude cry,
But he’s a good guy.
Went to see one of his concerts last night.
It started in the sunlight,
And ended in the moonlight,
People using their phone lights as torch nights,
Making it a starry night,
It was an incredible sight.
90,000 people connected in one moment,
No matter what their plight.
It felt so right.
With my family on Father’s Day,
I feel the future’s lookin’ bright.
A few things are falling into place now,
I reckon it’ll all work out somehow.
There are times I’ve worried that I’ll never settle down,
Constant state of uncertainty letting life pass me by,
Being known as the guy with unfulfilled potential,
But never reached his potential.
Stumbled through his life, didn’t feel that moving out his parents’ home was essential.
But he’s falling asleep as he writes these words,
Last night at Wembley was a late one you know,
Standing up for hours waiting for the show,
We kept edging forward ’till there was nowhere else to go,
How just a regular guy from Suffolk could have so much presence,
I’ll never know.
Self-confidence and laidbackness,
Uniting folks young and old,
No matter their whiteness or blackness.
I was in a trance.
Singing and swaying and nearly doing a dance.
Deep down I know I got a chance,
to have rock-solid self-belief,
Not caring what people think of me.
Not staring back at people looking at me,
Staying in my own bubble,
Just me, me, me.
Maybe that sounds egotistical,
I don’t mean to get statistical.
But those who seem more fulfilled with their lives,
Seem to live true to themselves,
And when it comes to others they don’t give a sh*t about them at all.
And that’s where I’m headin’,
Lord only knows where I’m headin’,
But I’ve got faith it’s somewhere good,
Either way I won’t let it do my head in.
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✏ 18th June, 2018