Reflection of a familiar state. Images of succes. And the breeze of loneliness.
Simple things, part of them so deep involving many from us. And the manner to use them.
Not a story but, like many songs of sam Fender, portrait, profound faithful, of a state who has easy name , from spleen to melancholia , from insomnia thoughts to the feeling to be the last man on earth but not a real precise identity. A simple expression of a bucket of states of soul across the so long night.
Maybe, this is the basic virtue of sam fender music - to give the sign to a sort of certitude to viewer to not be alone. And, in this sense, this song just well works.
Simple things, part of them so deep involving many from us. And the manner to use them.
Not a story but, like many songs of sam Fender, portrait, profound faithful, of a state who has easy name , from spleen to melancholia , from insomnia thoughts to the feeling to be the last man on earth but not a real precise identity. A simple expression of a bucket of states of soul across the so long night.
Maybe, this is the basic virtue of sam fender music - to give the sign to a sort of certitude to viewer to not be alone. And, in this sense, this song just well works.