A lonely night at the jazz bar, consoled by the music as my mind and heart are at war.
My guts are screaming in harmony with the sax.
Dreaming of epiphanies.
Symphonies breaking my chains at last.
This change came with a blast, imploded and passed my past.
My eardrums dance as I listen, my minds at trance.
I see lights flickering, my heart is in love, trying to beat to the rhythm.
Perceiving waves from the source feels like livin.
Relieving disdain through this song as I’m gently givin’ in.
Forget about what has been,
this day is all that is.
Move to the groove, fill your spirit or let it fill you.
Dissolve our souls and spirits so I can feel you.
I love this music but your soul’s where my muse is and the truth is.
I can’t help but follow this situation of tragedy and sorrow.
The days without you are hollow, I console, create art and music to let the excessive parts of my soul go.
I guess you know.
I tend to show it at every occasion.
Like stars in the night’s sky, won’t be there without forming a constellation.
Why try to stop a force coming from the source, Most High.
Why try and mend in what is meant?
God don’t create without intent.
God’s pure perfection and you resemble His reflection.
You’re the moonlight on the sea.
The rain that’s falling over me.
But rain is rain and I won’t be able to define you in the same way.
You create
feelings beyond the material,
stillness so stable, so divine, when you say my name, time freezes and nothing matters at all.
Gathering my thoughts, they run away, they’re all over the place, I need a leash to say the least.
Picking pieces and piece by piece I find more peace in the heat of your presence.
This tension creates tendencies that make me tenderly await your attendance.
I would love to see a ten dance to the rhythm of my heart beat,
let the art lead you into the unknown and you’ll find all you need.