Sun Of Jean

Album: Yesterday's Gone (2017)
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  • Ay, we just supported Nas
    Whose world is this? Bruv, of course it's ours
    Saying I ain't been the same since I caught the scars
    They don't fade, I ain't ashamed
    Watch us fall from Mars
    Cos it's the fallen parts and all the dust settles
    And we all call on ours fast as we pluck petals
    We let the love pour into our brain
    Another day doing more to maintain
    Saying finally those tears in my mother's eyes
    Tears from the other side
    Tears of joy, her little boy's got his mother's pride
    You don't know nothing 'bout the rain 'til you come inside
    And watch it trickle past the pane as the summer rise
    'Cause ain't no love inside
    My heart
    Except for my mother and my diehards
    I stay firm
    Little brother keeps my mind sharp
    If I lost yours come and find ours

    I've got pleasures
    Becoming pressures
    They make me want to drift away
    They make me want to drift away

    I wasn't running from the beast, I was running from myself
    Running out of street, she was worried 'bout my health
    Wasn't worried it was beef
    Wasn't worried it was girls
    She was worried it was me and my mother couldn't tell
    Something bigger than the world
    For me and Ryan
    Now he could see that I've been crying
    Tell a little lie and say there's something in my eye
    And from the second he could see that I've been lying
    He would think I wasn't trying
    Telling him, look honestly I'm dying
    To be the bigger man, the one that you're relying on
    I keep it strong
    So I tell another lie 'cause it's the only way to keep me from denying
    So I tell him brother listen
    Listen, when the sun don't glisten
    All the days turn grey and the love goes missing
    Hate won't fade and the front row hissing
    You're the only one that keeps my heart wishing

    I've got pleasures
    Becoming pressures
    They make me want to drift away
    They make me want to drift away
    I've got pleasures
    Becoming pressures
    They make me want to drift away
    They make me want to drift away

    Call me the son of Jean
    My little submarine
    Me and my mother, there ain't nothing that can come between
    Call me the son of Jean
    My little submarine
    Me and my mother, there ain't nothing that can come between
    Cos I'm the son of Jean

    They make me want to drift away

    But she said that it ain't me without ADHD
    88 keys I was turning 18
    She would stay and say please with a face that say cheese
    Always try to make peace like a plate of baked beans
    That was me and my bean
    That was me and my Jean
    That was me and my Jean

    He was a scribble of boy
    All hair and mischief
    A two-foot tale of trouble
    The bee's knees
    A cartwheeling chatterbox of tricks
    Completely fearless
    I had to carry a first aid kit
    My band-aid boy
    I had my heart in my mouth wherever we went
    He'd do backflips into the pool when he was tiny
    And the lifeguards would get all stressed out
    He was a proper Mowgli
    He embraced everything
    Took things apart to see what made them tick
    Such busy fingers
    He would empty sugar packets onto the tables at restaurants to draw pictures in
    He used to draw on anything
    Fantastical creatures with ferocious fangs
    And now he draws with words and I find lyrics on my till receipts and bills
    He was never still and barely slept so neither did I
    I could never understand how he could watch TV upside down while kicking a ball
    His eyes shone with wonder
    Music flowed through him like a current
    He'd upend a stool to use as a microphone
    Singing away for his grandparents
    He turned the world upside down and we're richer for it
    He was and is a compete joy
    The world is his
    That scribble of a boy Writer/s: Benjamin Coyle-Larner, Jean Coyle-Larner, Sey Kwesi, Steven Vengeance
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc., WARP MUSIC LIMITED
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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