Sometimes

(album: Lonely Are The Brave - 2012)

Yeah, I was born in Stoke Newington, Stokey for most of these
Where concrete is over trees and all dreams get cut and bleed
Walking free, when I was young I used to duck and weave
Playing up in Clissold Park and laughing in that London breeze
'93, I was a three year old with many schemes
Dreamed of playing football skills of Arsenal just like Henry
Sticker books remember wrestling the Undertaker I was phased
Used to idolize when he gave you a break-up
I was in a nursery making story cakes, fell in love
For the first time I remember days
When I was bullied, beat up weekly, kicked and slapped away
Clutching on the monkey bars, hoping they'd all go away
Loved them city sounds and sirens in the dark at night
Helicopters fly above my head, I'd never get a fright
loved them early days, living in that constant noise
Bustle in my ear was like music to this little boy

Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Yeah, we don't know

July '94, we packed it up and closed the door
Even note was now just an image that we turned and saw
What we left behind, my friends, my cousins, relatives
My birthplace, my first taste of how to live and how to give
Hackney down's playing fuses the memories
Sitting on the boat, crying that was all that's meant to be
I was scared of starting school again with some being rude again
Beat me up and treat me like a fool again.
The green emerald a thousand welcomes negative,
Growing up a constant outsider never settled quick
Settling was hard when you're treated like a lump of shit
Saying you were black and tan and come for what you fucking did
But I never did nothing, told 'em that so many times
Got in scuffles screamed out loud saying shit like they were right
I hate that history, I hate that Union Jack
I'll never speak for any man or any flag

Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Yeah, we don't know

Sitting back, staring through the haze of that road on that beaten track
Sitting back, staring through the haze of that road on that beaten track
It was like I'm in a beast of a lion and me peacefully dying
I had no friends I could ever rely on
I was sitting back, watching through the haze of that road on that beaten track
But keeping that evil intact
I put the beat to track
Found freedom, found out
I could be myself, I'll find my world through my roots back
I never wanted to adapt or in fact take an action over night
That for years they told me "Fuck facts"

Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Yeah, we don't know

Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
And we don't know
Yeah, we don't know