I decided to write a song. i recently moved to Boston from a small rural village in northern Ireland which was part of the inspiration for this song.  Not sure if anyone will ever hear it but i want to put it out there none the less. Its about a young man losing his job and moving to the city to chase his dreams. Any pointers or advice on the song is genuinely appreciated.

-Ross


[LYRICS]
At 5pm on a Tuesday 
i took home my last pay
he said son we don't need you anymore
we locked eyes across the table
my fists barely able
to keep the thunder down

I said thank you MR Rodgers 
you will see what i become
when i move to the city
with bright lights like the sun
thank you MR Rodgers
my time with you is through
well ill go to tall buildings 
far from you

I marched up to the the big bank
swallowed hard felt my heart sink
MR Teller make me a withdrawal
he said son your not able
for chasing stars or fables
so keep your money in tow

I said thank you MR Teller
you will see what i become
when i move to the city
with bright lights like the sun
thank you MR Teller
my time with you is through
well ill go to tall buildings 
far from you

I met a girl named Jenny
eyes green as envy
long red hair right down to her waist
i got a job in finance
blinded by the romance
things were going my way

I said thank you MR Rodgers
if you could see what i become
 i moved to the city
with bright lights like the sun
thank you MR Rodgers
my time with you is through
well i went to tall buildings 
far from you.

The Giants den