Faithless in headspace.

Too tired to articulate the events of this week. It’s been tough. 

I believe if you have nothing relevant to contribute, you should shut up, which is why I try to avoid shitty blog posts when I’m knackered. (Yet some remain better than others.) I can’t find the energy to say what I need to right now, so I’m just going to reference this song by Faithless. Beautiful song, beautiful lyrics.

Crazy English Summer (by Faithless)

Fields of fire that passed the train

The sky is victorious but here comes the rain

Friday is taking me home again, 

And I’ve nothing but you on my mind.



Grass is greener without the pain, 

I think that I’m changing but I’m just the same

My sun is ascending again 

And I’ve nothing but you on my mind



Sometimes I feel like I’m glad to be free, 

Sometimes I still want your arms around me

Sometimes I’m glad to have left you behind, 

The Crazy English Summer has put you back on my mind. 


Life’s a riot a lover a friend, 

Pity the day that it has to end

Friday comes speed me home again, 

I’ve nothing but you on my Mind.



Sometimes I feel like i’m fine on my own, 

Fifty Thousand miles from home.

Sometimes I’m weak and the past is my guide, 

Summer returns and puts you back on my mind