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 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 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 Five – ‘Happiness’

Hey everyone,

today’s post concerns the philosophy of happiness. It’s something that’s been on mind recently, because I’ve spoken to various people in my life about their problems, and that continues with my friends, and people at work too. I watched a talk around a year or so ago, where the speaker commented:

“Don’t you find that there are people who, no matter what happens, can always find something to be happy about? And, similarly, those who can always find something negative.”

I’ve found that to be true, particularly when I volunteered for a brief period in a hospital. There were other factors of course, but it seemed like those people with a positive attitude seemed to have more energy and recover faster, in contrast to those who were held a defeatist mindset.

With that in mind, I hope that during this challenging period of time, you’re able to discover your own happiness.

Stay safe, and happy ~

Sean

Happiness (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

It’s funny how those
who seemingly have nothing
still experience happiness
never stay up all night wondering

The ones who are happy
never question what it means
surrounded by loved ones
they only feel at ease

Happiness it seems
is a grateful state of mind
unaffected by status
unfettered through time

The ones who are happy
never question what it means
surrounded by loved ones
they only feel at ease
difficult times are common
and everyone feels sadness
but what counts is our perception
and the people around us

My happiest moment?
I’m immersed in connection
in each and every memory
time became irrelevant
Remember that feeling
and count my blessings
the thought never crossed my mind
that anything was missing

 
The ones who are happy
never question what it means
surrounded by loved ones
they only feel at ease
difficult times are common
and everyone feels sadness
but what counts is our perception
and the people around us

Lyrics Day Seventy – ‘Library’

Hey everyone,

I’ve been wanting to write lyrics about the library I used to go to for some time, and was reminded of it this morning, in my phone call with a friend. If you’ve read some of my previous lyrics, you’ll know that my friends and I often visited the city, which was around 15 miles from where we lived. Over time, they built a huge public library, in a building which also contained restaurants and coffee shops.

I’m an introvert, and thrive in calm, peaceful environments. So, the library always gave me a feeling of contentment, and I was happy to relive that 🙂

Stay well ~

Sean

 

Library (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

Always loved that place
full of old and musky tomes
borrowed as many comics
as I could carry home

Discovered it over summer
first one back from uni
that huge glass palace
the grand city library

 
The sun would set outside
as we sat down for coffee
knowledge all around us
in the centre of the city

Discovered it over summer
first one back from uni
that huge glass palace
the grand city library
As I stepped inside
only gentle sounds were heard
life began to soften
felt like a separate world

It was a magical feeling
for the short while I attended
reminded of the past,
memories of my childhood
Those walls became synonymous
with the feelings in my heart
about that special city
where life would finally start

 
Discovered it over summer
first one back from uni
that huge glass palace
the grand city library
As I stepped inside
only gentle sounds were heard
life began to soften
felt like a separate world

Lyrics Day Twenty Five – ‘Subway’

Hey everyone,

 

today’s lyrics concern the subway, or ‘train station’ as I usually call it (I’m English, but subway sounds cooler, right?) I’ve always had a deep curiosity and fascination with the subway, imagining all of the stories of those people coming and going.

I guess you could say that I romanticised the ideas I had about those people’s lives, but often when I’ve been waiting for a train, I would just sit in awe, lost in my thoughts. Anyway, I hope that it comes through in today’s lyrics 🙂

Stay safe ~

Sean

Subway (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

Since I was young
it filled me with wonder
hundreds of people
gathered together

‘Where are you going?’
Wasn’t really my question
more ‘how you got here’
as I sat at the station

Pondered their journeys
each person travelling
stories in my mind
weaving and unravelling

‘Where are you going?’
Wasn’t really my question
more ‘how you got here’
as I sat at the station
Because everyone there
at different stages of life’s journey
a multitude of stories
to be found at the subway

 
One such tale, when I was younger
waiting to go home, sat with my brother
a large cubicle, to the left of the trains
looking through the manual, of our new game
Something so simple, made me so happy
can feel that moment now, with perfect clarity
it’s important to me, a fragment of my history
but on that day, mine was one of many stories

‘Where are you going?’
Wasn’t really my question
more ‘how you got here’
as I sat at the station
Because everyone there
at different stages of life’s journey
a multitude of stories
to be found at the subway

Lyrics Day Twenty One – ‘Pact on the Bridge’

Hey everyone,

today’s lyrics are little nostalgic, as I reminisce about a moment a few years back where my two best friends and I made a pact on a bridge, in the city we often visited. Enjoy, and stay safe 🙂

Sean

 

Pact on the Bridge (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

Our friendship consisted
of moments like this
making future promises
the pact on the bridge

 
Promised that we’d live
in this city someday
staring out at the river
towards the end of May

I still remember
those glorious times
spending time with you both
the honour was all mine

Promised that we’d live
in this city someday
staring out at the river
towards the end of May
If I could I’d travel
to that bridge every day
but I’ll keep my promise
live in this city someday

 
Should have seen you more,
if I’m being honest
seems like some time
since we made that promise
Things are a little different now
it’s all my fault
but the memories, and promises
are forever in my vault

Promised that we’d live
in this city someday
staring out at the river
towards the end of May
If I could I’d travel
to that bridge every day
but I’ll keep my promise
live in this city someday

 

 

Lyrics Day Seven – ‘Summer Ball’

Hey everyone,

day seven’s lyrics concern my experience of the summer ball, several years ago. More than any of the entries I’ve posted so far, I found myself smiling, but also challenged in a new way  – whilst other posts have concerned the thoughts that I’ve had, this is the first time that I’ve written about an actual experience that I’ve had. The challenge came because instead of just writing general thoughts, I had to find ways to rhyme based on set content.

But, it was really a lot of fun writing about this memory. I’ve never been popular with girls (at least, not in a way that was anything more than friendship), but on that night, at least for a little while, I got to experience what it felt like to have somebody interested in me. It was really amazing, and I’m happy to share it with you all 🙂

Stay safe ~

Sean

Summer Ball (Verse, Half Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus)

The greatest night of my life,
it started so strangely
a man, wrought with strife,
asked if drinking on the street
was acceptable behaviour

Was never one for parties,
always said I couldn’t stand
but never have I felt better,
than when she turned and took my hand

Waiting for the ferris,
gazing at the swirling lights
probably should have told her,
I was scared of heights

 
Was never one for parties,
always said I couldn’t stand
but never have I felt better,
than when she turned and took my hand
that summer ball was magic,
wish I could tell her why
it felt like something special,
when she looked me in the eye

 
As time went by,
felt grateful for the chance
to have her by my side,
as we danced and danced
Holding hands on the bus home,
we went our separate ways
but I’ll never forget,
her smile, her laugh, her grace

Was never one for parties,
always said I couldn’t stand
but never have I felt better,
than when she turned and took my hand
that summer ball was magic,
I never wondered why
it felt like something special
when she looked me in the eye

 

Vigour

‘So go on, show the world who you are. Make connections, friendships, relationships. But most of all, make it count.’

I love the rain. The way it sounds when you’re inside in the warm, the drops thudding against your windows. The way it reflects light, shimmering on the pavement. Most of all though, I love to be caught in it. Have you ever been running when it was overcast and then felt that first drop on your head, steadily increasing in frequency? That’s happened to me a few times, and if I could I’d always choose to run in the rain. Why? Because you get to feel something. Seriously, I don’t know what it is but it just makes me feel alive when I’m out there, in that moment.

I just described the rain in a positive light, but are plenty of people who don’t like the rain. They may enjoy other weather conditions more than I do, and that’s great! The point is that your muse is somewhere, you just have to discover it.

Those of you who have subscribed to this blog will know that I don’t post often, only when I feel that I have something important to say, and here’s another of those times. I’ve labelled this one ‘Vigour’ because I really wanted to express my own sense of vigour for life in the hope that it helps others to do the same.

Vigour for life doesn’t have to mean performing death-defying stunts, or quitting your job. For me, it just means to have a passion for something, and to appreciate the everyday. Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t always easy to do but I feel that it’s necessary, and quite easy if you put your mind to it. Take yesterday for example. I go to work pretty early, around 6.10am. When I’m walking at that time, there aren’t many people out and it’s pretty dark. But, every time I step out there I look out towards the sky and try to catch something of a planetary nature going on. Yesterday I was really lucky, because I was able to spot Venus and Jupiter in the sky. Amazing right?! The countless mysteries and possibilities in an ocean of space and I was able to view a small part of it, if only briefly. Finding your passion, your ideals and what makes you gaze out in awe and wonder, that’s gonna stop any of those morning blues.

One theme which you may have noticed if you’d read any of my other blogs is my complete fascination with friendship. I believe that there are almost 8 billion people on this planet, and each one of them has a unique story. If you think of it like a book, as I do, then letting someone into your story attaches some of their pages to your own. Billions of other people who you have the opportunity to form bonds with every single day, or getting a little closer to the ones you already know. It’s amazing, isn’t it? I just love the idea that tomorrow, I could meet my future best friend. I think every day can be amazing, I mean sometimes it doesn’t work out but the potential is always there, like a sun ready to burst over the horizon into life. I’ve actually been lucky enough in that a similar situation occurred for me a few months back:

I was at work and noticed a girl struggling with putting a parcel box together, so I helped her out. I saw that the parcel was addressed in Mandarin (which I had studied) so I asked if it was easy to send a parcel abroad because I’d love to do the same for my Chinese friend. She said that if I needed help, then just to let her know. At this point, I just thought she was being kind but anyway, we kept talking and I spoke to her a little in Mandarin. She posited the idea that if I helped her with English, she’d do the same for me with Mandarin. I got a message from her recently; she’s back in Taiwan and I’ve asked for her to send me photos from her country, and then I’ll do the same. Isn’t that amazing?! Just the idea that I have connected with somebody thousands of miles away, purely out of chance. Even if it’s only small, I’m sharing a part of my story over the world, and I get the chance to hear somebody else’s, too.

I could list several examples of moments that I enjoy, and talk to you all day long about how happy I am that I finally picked up a Toy Story mug from the Disney store (those are unbelievably hard to find!); but more than anything, I want to really encourage everyone to take this chance that we’ve been given. In some ways, you can put aside your feelings on why we exist and instead be thankful that we just do.  Life throws a tonne of junk at us but it’s all a part of the ride, and if you’re able to see the light through it all and you can truly appreciate what you have, then you can flourish and do what you meant for.

What you were meant for. That’s an interesting phrase, like it’s meant to happen or something. But, that’s not exactly what I intended. You’re not meant for any one certain thing but if you fulfil your potential then you are meant for greatness. Why? Because everybody has something unique to offer the world. That’s right. You and me? We each have something that nobody else does. That special something is gonna mean a whole lot to a whole lot of people.

So go on, show the world who you are. Make connections, friendships, relationships. But most of all, make it count.

“Make a difference. Change the world. Never give up.”

Okay, so I’ve officially completed my University studies. After every academic year, I recorded my thoughts on each said year because I thought it would make an interesting comparison when I was finished, and it’s just another memento-type thing which is cool. It’s pretty good for me to listen to, because even though I’ve developed over that time it seems as though the videos are largely the same with regards to future plans and things that are important to me. I realise that since you don’t know me, these may not mean much to you all but it’s still pretty cool to have them all together in one place. Anyway, I uploaded them to to YouTube this morning. Enjoy! 🙂

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m6uFYLgvnhA – Year 1 Reflections

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGZnhY_BZIQ – Year 2 Reflections

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0SM3c9GY6Tc – Year 3 Reflections

 

“Promise your old friend Ell that you will do all you can to become, the man of steel. Make a difference. Change the world. Never give up.”

 

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