Humble beginnings

Song of the day;;

→ Keane - Under Pressure

Pressure pushing down on me

Pressing down on you, no man ask for

Under pressure that burns a building down

Splits a family in two

Puts people on streets

It's the terror of knowing

What this world is about

Watching some good friends 

Screaming, let me out

Pray tomorrow gets me higher 

Pressure on people, people on streets

Chippin' around, kick my brains 'round the floor

These are the days, it never rains but it pours

People on streets, people on streets

It's the terror of knowing

What this world is about

Watching some good friends

Screaming, let me out

Pray tomorrow gets me higher, higher higher

Pressure on people, people on streets

Turned away from it all like a blind man

Sat on a fence but it don't work

Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn

Why, why, why?

Love, love, love, love

Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking

Can't we give ourselves one more chance?

Why can't we give love that one more chance?

Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love

Give love, give love, give love, give love?

'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word

And love dares you to care for

The people on the edge of the night

And love dares you to change our way of

Caring about ourselves

This is our last dance, this is our last dance

This is ourselves

Under pressure, under pressure

Pressure