Forever I Roam

I was eighteen and I left home  
ambitious or rather, all roads will lead to Rome,
only if I worked my ass off right to the bone  

Life’s always serene and fair  
I start off as a stage actor with a flair  
Having my strings pulled, there’s never despair  
 
through peaks and troughs, I journey through the valleys  
throughout the days and night, the smell of fresh air, had my soul in harmony  
 
sunshines from the East, love greets me with a subtle ease  
from dawn to dusk, the lessons I learnt from the West were the best  
 
as I moved from one continent to another, I embrace everything that were better  
Bitter ales Courage Best, greasy French fries with gravy and cheese  
 
Never mind the rolling hills of Cotwolds,
or the fresh streams flowing down the Thames,  
the illusion was always the beauty of whatever was greener on the other side of St James!  
 
Then came the land, way above the 49th parallel,
snowed capped and barren that’s unlike hell  
Yet it the heat came from the hut, sat over the frozen ice,
grilling the fleshy rainbow trout and pepper bells  
 
then comes July, the summer takes over the long arduous winter  
I see everything that has become greener, brighter and my heart a little lighter  
 
three decades past and comes the time,
I needed to circle back home,  
gone were the illusions of everything’s greener,
except my desire to forever roam!