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Wet Ink
This is the first demo off my album "A Night Out In".. hope you dig it, was fun to write a poem and try and work it into rhyming schemes and a song structure.. tough stuff with edits and additions that I wouldnt normally do to a poem :)
http://soundcloud.com/jackyt/wet-ink-demo
Lately…
I put the words down first,
all cursive,
look for meaning in their dearth
Its recursive..
I draw the head haphazard
Then fill in the features
An make em fit ornamental.
I dont regret tattoos
They were made in this method..
Ink on the skin,
And the meaning will appear..
Even if it seems thin
or results from a fear
on a whim, its clear
when the needle dips in..
and the jeer of yesteryear wears thin
and you notice how the
people around you make you feel..
They point out you are excelling
on platforms, you didn’t even know
you were standing on.
So
you'll find me drawing up plans,
and writing out thoughts,
without loss or gain in mind,
just to see what comes of it
Take a bit of advice
Then just run with it.
Some things just don’t need words
The tone is enough to convey
So ill fly too close to the sun
With my muse under wing each day
Chorus:
A simple flap of the wings brings simpler things
A simple flap of the wings
Yeah a simple flap of the wings
A simple flap of the wings brings that serotonian swing
Verse 2:
Keeping it simple man…
It’s a hell of a task
The presence of the lighter lessons learnt to outlive the dark
I trudge around the othersides’ grass and pull fast my mask
Tap a bottle; tap a keg on the ass
And laugh at my larks; ask to fill ya glass…
Inflict my issues onto your business
Rather than just breathing on through this
And seeing the simple silence as prudent
Ill update you on my mental status
(Were obsessed with being seen)
“The day that got away was thhiissss biggg”
Now everything I like is screened
Immmm
Rarely vested more so tested, transgression from the message
When I fessed that lesser blessings leave a present centred visage
Evanescence ever stressing incessant sub letting
Clipped winged lessons on a lesser essence
Keep ya pen guessin..
So much said, so little felt
I miss my muse, im thawing out now
As her heart reforms and storms on
To brighten your day with song I hope
Cant be possessive of anyone or thing
That’s like taking an avocado you love
And spreading it so thin
That the taste is weak
And if you feel me well you feel me
We aren’t strangers to anyone’s experience
And if you hear me, well you hear me
You can move on lighter, no words needed
Chorus:
X 2
http://soundcloud.com/jackyt/wet-ink-demo
Lately…
I put the words down first,
all cursive,
look for meaning in their dearth
Its recursive..
I draw the head haphazard
Then fill in the features
An make em fit ornamental.
I dont regret tattoos
They were made in this method..
Ink on the skin,
And the meaning will appear..
Even if it seems thin
or results from a fear
on a whim, its clear
when the needle dips in..
and the jeer of yesteryear wears thin
and you notice how the
people around you make you feel..
They point out you are excelling
on platforms, you didn’t even know
you were standing on.
So
you'll find me drawing up plans,
and writing out thoughts,
without loss or gain in mind,
just to see what comes of it
Take a bit of advice
Then just run with it.
Some things just don’t need words
The tone is enough to convey
So ill fly too close to the sun
With my muse under wing each day
Chorus:
A simple flap of the wings brings simpler things
A simple flap of the wings
Yeah a simple flap of the wings
A simple flap of the wings brings that serotonian swing
Verse 2:
Keeping it simple man…
It’s a hell of a task
The presence of the lighter lessons learnt to outlive the dark
I trudge around the othersides’ grass and pull fast my mask
Tap a bottle; tap a keg on the ass
And laugh at my larks; ask to fill ya glass…
Inflict my issues onto your business
Rather than just breathing on through this
And seeing the simple silence as prudent
Ill update you on my mental status
(Were obsessed with being seen)
“The day that got away was thhiissss biggg”
Now everything I like is screened
Immmm
Rarely vested more so tested, transgression from the message
When I fessed that lesser blessings leave a present centred visage
Evanescence ever stressing incessant sub letting
Clipped winged lessons on a lesser essence
Keep ya pen guessin..
So much said, so little felt
I miss my muse, im thawing out now
As her heart reforms and storms on
To brighten your day with song I hope
Cant be possessive of anyone or thing
That’s like taking an avocado you love
And spreading it so thin
That the taste is weak
And if you feel me well you feel me
We aren’t strangers to anyone’s experience
And if you hear me, well you hear me
You can move on lighter, no words needed
Chorus:
X 2
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