Lyrics Day Eighty Seven – ‘Chocolate Bars’

Hey everyone,

today’s lyrics speak about another small but extremely comforting memory that I have. I guess what I’ve taken from writing this one, and indeed some of the others, is once again the amazing impact of perspective. Dad coming home and buying us chocolate bars, in his eyes, was probably a very simple thing to do, but it meant the world to us. In relation to that, I can also see the impact of seemingly small gestures, too.

Stay safe ~

Sean

Chocolate Bars (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

Dad would always bring us chocolate
when he arrived home late from bingo
I used to get so excited
watching him pull up from the window

 
Knowing what I do now
I wonder about your excursions
you were so late sometimes
always taking diversions

 
You pulled out of your pocket
four bars of different variety
held them in your hand
as we approached happily

 
Knowing what I do now
I wonder about your excursions
you were so late sometimes
always taking diversions
it makes me sad to think about
but I won’t ruin a good memory
I’ll just remember the chocolate
and what you meant to me

 
It just goes to show
simple actions can be profound
if performed with good will
love and meaning abound
It was just a small thing
but you did it with love
I’ll treasure those moments
try to forget the other stuff

 
Knowing what I do now
I wonder about your excursions
you were so late sometimes
always taking diversions
it makes me sad to think about
but I won’t ruin a good memory
I’ll just remember the chocolate
and what you meant to me

Lyrics Day Eighty Six – ‘Little House’

Hey everyone,

do you have somewhere you go currently, or a nostalgic place in your memory, which just seemed perfect? For me, it was my friends house, since we were kids. Reading through these lyrics that I wrote, some of the descriptions feel a little disrespectful, but it was the clutter which made the house feel homely, like something out of a story book. Even in writing these lyrics, I’m still able to remember the exact smell from that time, which was a pleasant surprise.

Stay safe ~

Sean

Little House (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

Your home wasn’t little
but it felt so small
with clutter all around
dust lining the walls

Now I often wonder
if the memory of that sight
that comfortable feeling
is why I love the warm light

But in that lack of space
I only felt comfort
a strong sense of warmth
like something out of ‘The Hobbit’

Now I often wonder
if the memory of that sight
that comfortable feeling
is why I love the warm light
and that pungent smell
I associated with you
cat fur and pipe smoke
filled the house through and through

 
Looking back on it now
recall my admiration so clearly
saw your home as magical
a peaceful sanctuary
Your Dad reading a book
Brother watching Buffy
from ages five to twenty seven
it was always you and me

 
Now I often wonder
if the memory of that sight
that comfortable feeling
is why I love the warm light
and that pungent smell
I associated with you
cat fur and pipe smoke
filled the house through and through

 

Lyrics Day Eighty Five – ‘Hot Chocolate’

Hey everyone,

today’s lyrics are written about another nice memory I have, during a primary school football match. For the last 5-10 minutes, the rain was torrential – to this day I have no idea why Mr Bevan (our teacher and football coach) kept us out there! I could barely feel my hands, and with all the rain, it was so hard to see clearly, but when Mum picked me up, and we were able to return home, she ensured that I felt comfortable straight away.

It’s a warm and comfortable memory, and I can still recall the feelings that I had, at that time. Though, looking back, I appreciate it a lot more now. I have no issues at all with my Mum – actually, she’s the kindest person that I know, but we’ve just drifted apart over time. In writing some of these memories associated with childhood, that longing for a family presence is certainly with me.

Stay safe ~

Sean

Hot Chocolate (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

As we ran around the field
The sky turned dull and gloomy
heavens announced themselves
rain poured down heavily

My kit was soaked through
and I could barely see
Mum waiting at the final whistle
weather didn’t affect me, suddenly

 
The conditions were brutal
colds were ours to catch
so hard to believe
it was just a school football match

 
My kit was soaked through
and I could barely see
Mum waiting at the final whistle
weather didn’t affect me, suddenly
arrived home quickly
no longer in the mire
hot chocolate placed in my hands
wrapped in a towel by the fire

I guess what I’m trying to do
is reflect on what I’ve lost
could make 100 hot chocolates
right now, if I want
but it’s never the same
if not received with love
the memories are symbolic
of who I want to become

My kit was soaked through
and I could barely see
Mum waiting at the final whistle
weather didn’t affect me, suddenly
arrived home quickly
no longer in the mire
hot chocolate placed in my hands
wrapped in a towel by the fire

 

Lyrics Day Eighty Four – ‘Toy Santa’

Hey everyone,

today’s lyrics were written about another warm memory I have, from when I was around 7 or 8 years old. It was the last day of primary school before the two week Christmas break, and my Dad picked me up before taking me to the village shop, to buy a little toy Santa car that I’d wanted for a while. Even as an adult, I love travelling home from work before a weekend or a holiday, and I had the same feeling then. It was so dark, even in the afternoon, but I remember the glow of that small village shop, sort of a manifestation of my own feelings. It’s a great memory 🙂

Stay Safe ~

Sean

Toy Santa (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

I recall my feeling
that cold winter afternoon
the old village shop
came glowing into view

Village was cloaked in darkness
even after school at 15:20
but the hopeful promise of Christmas
warmed my cold hands plenty

All of the other kids
had bought it weeks ago
Santa driving a car
pull back and watch him go

Village was cloaked in darkness
even after school at 15:20
but the hopeful promise of Christmas
warmed my cold hands plenty
Dad had offered to buy me
that little Santa toy
beginning of the holidays
my heart bursting with joy

 
That last day at school
before the Christmas break
it was so dark and cold
but I didn’t once shake
all I can remember
is that special feeling
visiting the shop
more than appealing

Village was cloaked in darkness
even after school at 15:20
but the hopeful promise of Christmas
warmed my cold hands plenty
Dad had offered to buy me
that little Santa toy
beginning of the holidays
my heart bursting with joy

Lyrics Day Eighty Three – ‘Friday Night Football’

Hey everyone,

today’s lyrics reflect on another special memory that I have, or rather, a special period of time in my life. During my time at 6th form, over a two year period, my friends and I would play football together every Friday evening. It sounds quite simple on the face of it, but it was a meaningful time for me, in the sense that my friends and I were growing up together, and at the end of each week, we had this game to look forward to. I really loved it, and I hope that it allows you to reflect on your own poignant memories 🙂

Stay safe ~

Sean

 

Friday Night Football (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

The sun was always setting
on those cool Friday nights
our weekly gathering
a special time in my life

I remember in the mornings
I always asked each friend
checked with every single one
that we’d be playing again

Sixth form building towering
over our own field of dreams
as time passed by
I’ve realised just what it means

I remember in the mornings
I always asked each friend
checked with every single one
that we’d be playing again
Lining up each Friday
deciding on the game
friends standing together
a perfect state of play

One time it was raining
everybody went home
I felt so frustrated
and played all alone
but after a few minutes
you came to join me
I guess without football
it didn’t feel like Friday

I remember in the mornings
I always asked each friend
checked with every single one
that we’d be playing again
Lining up each Friday
deciding on the game
friends standing together
a perfect state of play

Lyrics Day Eighty Two – ‘One Person’

Hey everyone,

today’s lyrics are about a struggle I’ve had for some time. Perhaps struggle is too serious a word, but certainly a psychological conundrum. I always wanted to help a lot of people and enact great change, and certainly during this time, when I’ve been unable to complete my regular volunteer duties, I’ve analysed my progress and found myself to be lacking. But, this didn’t just happen during this period of time, but for the last ten years, at least. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to help somebody, but I always feel like it isn’t enough; like, there’s a higher mountain to climb in order to truly make my life count.

As a positive, it does mean that I’m always looking for new ways to support people in new ways, but it’s mostly a negative, because I never feel a lasting satisfaction from doing that, despite it being my life’s mission. I think it’s often because I imagine the top of the summit, the moment where the lives of thousands of people are saved, or improved, and everything else seems to pale in comparison to that ultimate goal.

These thoughts have been more prominent recently, and so I forced myself to consider it, whilst I was at work today. And I suddenly thought, ‘if helping one person isn’t worthwhile, then by that logic, helping a million is irrelevant, too.’

So, by the same token, I can say, because helping a million people is relevant, then one is, too.

I’ve been so caught up in my ultimate goal that I’ve actually declined invitations to volunteer events in the past, thinking ‘that won’t many help many people, so what’s the point?’ But, I was missing the point. It’s true that I want to change the lives of a lot of people for the better, as many as possible, in my life. But it’s the intention behind those acts that matters, and every single person is important in that journey. Whether I go on to help one more or a million more, my intention in living, and in those actions will be the same, and that’s what counts.

Stay safe, and thoughtful ~

Sean

One Person (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

Had an epiphany today
perhaps I’ve finally solved
the mystery of my mind
why I never give applause

Continuously focused
on radical achievements
never stopped to focus
on what a single one meant

Whoever I helped
it was never enough
wanted the save the world
and I only saved one

Continuously focused
on radical achievements
never stopped to focus
on what a single one meant
Save one person or many?
Their value is the same
your intention is what matters
to support without delay

 
Made the mistake of thinking
my intentions were trivial
actions a drop in the ocean
unseen and inconsequential
Actually they mean everything
and that’s because
if one person isn’t worthwhile
then nobody is

 
Continuously focused
on radical achievements
never stopped to focus
on what a single one meant
To save one or many?
Their value is the same
your intention is what matters
to support without delay

Lyrics Day Eighty One – ‘April 26th’

Hey everyone,

today’s lyrics feature another special memory that I have. It was the deadline day for our first year of University, and my friends and I celebrated in the SU bar. To be honest, a gathering of so many people feels worlds away now, not because of lock-down, but because it’s been so long since we’ve all been together. But yeah, I remember just sitting down on the sofa, feeling exhausted but content and happy, as I stared out at all of the friends I’d made that year, sitting around me.

As I remarked last time, life seems to be made up of these single moments, and special memories. I think it’s about living in the best way possible for ourselves, and having as many of those treasured moments as possible – being brave enough to put ourselves out there, taking chances and sharing connections with the people we meet.

Stay safe ~

Sean

 

April 26th (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

The end of year one
it was April 26th
all together in one photo
my nostalgia still sticks

Looking around the room
at each and every person
sat exhausted but contented
friendships began to blossom

Joe and Sean were laughing
I’d just met Dimitris
overheard another theory
from the mind of Steve

 
Looking around the room
at each and every person
sat exhausted but contented
friendships began to blossom
this time I wasn’t alone
but surrounded by friends
the feeling at that time
I wished it wouldn’t end

It was a blissful feeling
knowing I’d completed
my biggest challenge so far
not to be defeated
I’m glad that I resolved
to capture that image
15 of us together
a milestone in our pilgrimage

Looking around the room
at each and every person
sat exhausted but contented
friendships began to blossom
this time I wasn’t alone
but surrounded by friends
the feeling at that time
I wished it wouldn’t end

Lyrics Day Eighty – ‘Comfort’

Hey everyone,

I promised to write lyrics about various memories and experiences that I had, and today’s lyrics are based on a very brief moment, but one where I’ll always remember the feeling that I had. My brother wanted to buy a new football, and asked Dad to take him into town. I think I was probably 7 or 8 years old, I’m not sure. But, I remember watching them leave from the window, and just feeling so comfortable, in that moment.

Looking back, I think it was the security I felt, knowing where they were going, and that they would soon return. I comment on it briefly in the lyrics, but it’s funny how in a life made up of many years, single moments seem to define our existence, where we truly feel alive. I guess it’s just about making as many of those moments as possible.

Stay safe ~

Sean

Comfort (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

I’ll always remember the comfort
associated with that memory
father and brother outside
looking back at me

 
Sun was setting outside
pink coloured the sky
dull hum of the engine
as I exhaled a peaceful sigh

They were just going to town
I was staring through the window
acknowledged the cosy feeling
as I watched them go

Sun was setting outside
pink coloured the sky
dull hum of the engine
as I exhaled a peaceful sigh
Sounds strange to experience
happiness as they were leaving
but actually it was because
I knew they’d be returning

In the grand scheme of things
it was a microscopic event
but that’s what we remember
the special feeling in a moment
I’ve been living all these years
it makes a mockery of time
to remember only a fraction
where I felt truly alive

 
Sun was setting outside
pink coloured the sky
dull hum of the engine
as I exhaled a peaceful sigh
Sounds strange to experience
happiness as they were leaving
but actually it was because
I knew they’d be returning

Lyrics Day Seventy Nine – ‘Dial-a-Roast’

Hey everyone,

I’ve been thinking back on some good memories recently, and will probably write about some specific experiences over the next few days, or at least, my feelings about them. To give some context to the random sounding title this time, a few years ago, before university, my friends and I would go out together for a meal, once every month. I think it was actually the very first time we went out together, but Stuart randomly came up with an idea for takeaway roast dinners. The idea itself isn’t bad, but we had a lot of fun going over different scenarios and even filmed a mock advert for it!

In relation to that, and in writing these lyrics, I’ve loved looking back on that particular time. I’ve spoken a little about mindfulness, and perception of time, but I find that the easiest way to be caught in a single moment is just to be happy, as I was during these memories 🙂

Stay safe, and happy ~

Sean

‘Dial-a-Roast’ (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

I felt so contented
the six of us together
hysterical over your idea
memories I’ll hold forever

 
Allow me to step back
just for a second
to a moment in time
where momentous joy beckoned

 
Was your idea worthwhile?
Yes – it left a residue
something we’ll all remember
priceless times, high in value

 
Allow me to step back
just for a second
to a moment in time
where momentous joy beckoned
No thoughts of future or past
only friends around a table
sharing in the laughter
which would become a staple

Talked about it for weeks
and even filmed an advert
when I fluffed my lines
laughed till our stomachs hurt
To you guys, to those times
I’d like to raise a roast
always remember what you said
‘It’s not HARD to cook a roast!’

 
Allow me to step back
just for a second
to a moment in time
where momentous joy beckoned
No thoughts of future or past
only friends around a table
sharing in the laughter
which would become a staple

Lyrics Day Seventy Eight – ‘Path’

Hey everyone,

as you might have noticed, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking recently about my goals and position in life in relation to that. As part of that, I’ve realised that it’s okay to have an overarching purpose, but without clear, definable goals in order to achieve that purpose, everything will fall short.

Stay safe ~

Sean

Path (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

Purpose isn’t enough
with a path to follow
without the right focus
I’m left feeling hollow

Give me a direction
a path to head toward
a tangible target
a way to go forward

I’ve continued to tread
irrespective of direction
it’s time to delve inwards,
towards introspection

 
Give me a direction
a path to move towards
a tangible target
a way to go forwards
an arrow without a target
it’s quite overwhelming
need to understand the puzzle
to keep the wheel turning

To never consider outcomes
means never to hit the bullseye
arrived home feeling empty
achievements met with a sigh
what I have to imagine
are a series of stepping stones
each one represents a goal
for wasted time, I’ll atone

Give me a direction
a path to move toward
a tangible target
a way to go forward
an arrow without a target
feels quite overwhelming
need to understand the puzzle
to keep the wheel turning