Why, hello there stranger, I’ve been away for too long

Trying to do right by balancing out all your wrong

While you’re sinking, I find myself floating away

But we both end up on solid ground at the end of the day

While I’m building a fortress, you let everyone through the backdoor

I’m trying to become a minimalist and you keep begging for more

I try to savor the past while you’re offloading for the future

I have absolutely no clue, yet you seem so sure

I’d rather stay nameless, but you want everyone to know your face

I want to lay in the shade, but you’re so determined to run this race

You empty yourself out and I just fill you back up

Pouring it all into something else, while I overfill the cup

Oh, balance of both sides makes the picture much clearer

What would I be without my stability that lives in the mirror?

Like mine

It’s not at all offensive that you don’t think like me…

You say words that I would ever use but I know you’re not giving me attitude

The different color of your skin doesn’t make you an alien

Your laugh rises from contrasting comedy but as long as you laugh it’s fine with me

I could never pull of your style but that doesn’t make you wild

Your lifestyle I won’t defend but that doesn’t mean we’re on opposite ends

Your traditions I don’t quite get but that doesn’t make you a threat

Your heart beats for something unlike mine but it’s beats the same just fine


New Video: Ed Sheeran Covers Beyoncé’s ‘Drunk In Love’


I’ve (very quickly) fallen for this guy. Man, he is so talented and chill as I don’t know what

Originally posted on BigDreamsMedia.org:

Ed Sheeran paid a visit to New York City radio station Z100 late last week where the singer debuted an acoustic version of Beyoncé’s single “Drunk In Love”. Along with debuting the cover of Bey’s song, Ed also talked about his upcoming album  x  and his current single “Sing” that was produced by Pharrell. Catch an acoustic rendition of “Drunk In Love” above!

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Money Money Money

I convince myself I’m free, but I still seek permission from you

So many dreams pulling at my heart, but you tell me what I can and can’t do

“I need to make more money so I can…” has become the motto

Crushed by, “the only way that’s possible is if I hit the lotto”

I’m naive enough to think there’s still time to get out

But with every dream deferred I’m afraid I’m succumbing to doubt

I have no desire or intention to be rich, and that’s the truth

However, I do yearn for the funds to actually live in my youth

Not quite sure if I’m feeding the vicious monster of entitlement

Or if it’s chains that everyone assumes are normal that I’ve come to resent

Either way, something about the ‘need’ to get more doesn’t sit well

This cycle of demand with no supply is starting to piss me off, if you can’t tell