Forgotten mothers of my past.. memories blast forward into backwords past i am what i am and i am confused i just want to be a wise fool... the fool is the beginning with wisdom of my past i want to do you right
im tired of the tears
shed for years over me
fill your cup not mine i runneth over i am over me
there is no focal point
but you bring me joy
and im reaching out like the sunrays from the sun when i cant even see you your so far away on the horizon
my life is never quite what it seems in this third body of this life in my wake and my dreams
I like the range of emotions in this post....one minute your talking about crying...then being confused...then happy thought of this person.
I think I like this so much because I can relate to it. Nice piece
>Forgotten mothers of my past.. >memories blast forward into backwords past >i am what i am and i am confused >i just want to be a wise fool... >the fool is the beginning >with wisdom of my past >i want to do you right > >im tired of the tears > >shed for years over me > > >fill your cup not mine >i runneth over >i am over me > >there is no focal point > >but you bring me joy > >and im reaching out like the sunrays from the sun >when i cant even see you your so far away on the horizon > >my life is never quite what it seems >in this third body of this life >in my wake and my dreams > >reaching out
Things have been alright fam. I'm actually looking into a project with Ergobliss starting a youth program for empowerring at risk youth through freestyling...
As for my music...my tracks from the last CD are doing pretty well on soundclick (www.soundclick.com/dr3am)
but I've got more music to come.. I've picked up the keyboard and piano and am trying to make the next one fully self produced..
"In my wake and my dreams" Clean your third spectacle What I mean is never respect a fool Don't claim it true-Much more than you know Follow the past follow the flow Then you'll realize there's much more to you More than yoy know
http://worthwatering.blogspot.com Can it be I stayed away too long?/ Did I leave your mind when I was gone?/ It's not my thing trying to get back/ But this time let me tell you where I'm at-- Jackson Five