I have to be right here, right now. I have to stay put, in this moment. I can't live in the future, I have to remain in the now. I have to hang on to these words. I have to realize that I am not alone. I have to stay with the rain and the lack of central heating. In nights in Caversham, starry evenings in London; a redhead on one side, a brunette on the other and my arms around lads with beaten-up white converse.
These are my cards to play and by lord, I will play them...
Frank Turner – If Ever I Stray
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