Real Me Out Lastly

Real me out lastly Clouds will fly away without having to find their way,

With wind guiding them all along the way be it night or day.

Unlike me who has to find,

The people of my kind together combined

On my own as I want to find my real me cost free,

But people out there are charging high fee of a quid or three.

That's my real me out at last but not so fastly.

I don't have got a penny to my name

Or a star or fame.

Seeing the world through my eyes,

Eating pie and walking through abies.

That's my real me out lastly,

But not so fastly.

Playing in meadows,

But in the sky's shadow.

Digging the earth,

To sow the seed of warmth.

My eyes gleaming with mischief,

Never wondering what is in store for my life.