My new single ‘The High Far Fields of Home’ is released on Friday!
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It’s a really personal song that has only taken me 25 years to finish writing- I began a version of it in the year 2000 when I lived in Brighton. It’s about finding meaning in the middle of a dark, anxious night of insomnia.
The High Far Fields of Home
So tired,
But you can’t sleep,
Oh to have some time to yourself.
Drifting off to sleep.
Phone rings.
That’s it.
You’re awake now for the night.
When it really hurts,
when it really hurts,
You find a bit more to give,
You find a bit more to give.
When you walk the night alone,
The windows always glow,
Somewhere inside you know,
The high far fields of home.
The nine times you get everything right,
Nobody notices.
The one time, you don’t quite
You’re up all night, worrying about it.
When it really hurts,
When it really hurts,
You find a bit more to give,
You find a bit more to give.
When you walk the night alone,
The windows always glow,
Somewhere inside you know,
The High Far Fields of Home.
Ed Boxall 