New Years

One of my many resolutions for 2011 is to have some kind of archive of all the verses I have written down in random places. I have at least 30 different entries in my phone's memo book of different songs written over the last year that I know will be lost once i switch phones, and I've thrown away countless scraps of paper that I've scribbled on. But seeing how what i write really captures the season of life i'm in I really wish I could look back on what I wrote back 6 years ago and see how I've grown. So here's to hoping that this blog will lead to a timeline of my growth as a musician and person in 2011.

12/30/2010

Song: As I Am-Diggy Simmons

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y7hqO7mapXI

I love Diggy and his old school Lupe feel

Place: UCSD

Took a walk on campus just listening to music for a few hours. I miss campus so much at times, I don't think there's ever been a place that set me more free musically.

My walks are refreshin, my mind's detention

A session for reflection reminisce and recollection

Collecting fresh air with that kick snare

Potent combination make me say oh yeah

The cold air's biting to heat my mind's writing

in and out dimensions i can feel time sliding

slick like the rinks i used to toddler skate on

try to bring em back but those moments seem to stay gone

spray on with my varied verbal ammunition

ignite the light in spite of no one's really here to listen

driven, despite the fact that i be looking crazy

just to release the tension i been feeling lately

loosely strutting hands, cutting in the breeze

rarely are there moments i feel more true to me

currently my currency is fervently depleting

satan slithers into my sleep as i'm dreaming

i flee in the cold as he's mining for my soul

deeper diving fore my gold eventually turns to coal

so much truth in this night that i'm walking

steps seem slow but my thoughts be quickly jogging

Give me love give me pain give me sun give me rain

but don't give me gray that always seems to stay the same

let me fall let me fly let me laugh let me cry

but don't let me have this feeling that i didn't even try

passion is fuel constricted by my fears

roll call reject, detect none i'm not here

steer into my safe space where i tend to vacate

imaginarium i nestled dreams, my safe place

stare straight into lense-its about to end

the music vid life where i only live to vent

spent a good night breathing in rejuvination

until the next session its back to hybernation