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Just a jazz drummer. 32 bars and I can set the scene, given 32 bars and I can play it mean, 32 bars that have heard this song, and the same 32 bars I sing to all night long.
This isn't a crack on whiplash, its a real meal deal ticket.
With no regards to entice and audience, primitive so to speak.
The beat brings us back to our feet, and finds a release.
The movement, a motion, can change the time.
Change and re arrange because we are strange.
Searching for a pulse, nothing explained by time.
Compulsively feeling, senselessly defined.
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Like Leaves
03:43
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In the morning they rise, as the birds tell there lies, of a beautiful day, or so they say
In the tim that you have, see the sun and rain, drifting away, another day
Where will you be, when the morning comes
What will they say when the day is done
Who will be here, through the night and the life
When will we find the time?
When you see the sky, will you release, when you have to go, because its to cold.
As the nights pass by, new stars they rise, over and away, lights array
Where will you be, when the morning comes
What will they say when the day is done
Who will be here, through the night and the life
When will we find the time?
Its not that I don't, Its not that they cant
We all find time and fall
If you see the light, can we breath in time
We all find time and fall.
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My Last Ciggarette
03:50
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I don't know why, or what keeps me up at night.
It bothers me, why cants I see
My eyes grow weary, my ears cant hear
I stop to wonder, what do I fear
And I don't seem to know, the stories are retold
Over and over again, I stand alone my friends.
With no one by my side, what keeps me up at night.
But its alright, its alright, its alright
This year passed by me light a cigarette
I just move on and on from one to the next.}
The time it floats on by, The good and the bad.
I stop to wonder, whats in my head.
And I dont seem to know, and I don't seem to care
What keeps me up at night, but this nightmare.
Why cant I pretend, this feeling will not end.
A journey deep inside, soon will satisfy.
The reasons not my friends, its over and over again
I cannot understand, conceive or comprehend
Why cant I pretend, This feeling will not end
A journey deep inside, soon will satisfy.
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Constant
01:54
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The pass is in motion so no longer fret.
The words of a pulse don't often forget.
contribute to cause and always stay strong, a balance between the short and the long
A memorable task, a thought can perceive.
A moment to short, forgotten memory
To late and its here, time to switch gears
The clock has stopped ticking, you have nothing to fear
With nothing to fear search for a purpose.
As the pigments are drawn before us
With nothing t fear stay insightful
Before we confirm this endless cycle
Circles continue to endlessly end
Confined in the system of simpleton men
With the thoughts that we keep and the words that we speak
A combat on pressure, our reality
Comfort and control from what was once know
Comfort in knowing there is always unknown
Truth in itself, water and blood, heal your heart, with nothing but love
With nothing but love search for a purpose
As the pigments are drawn before us
With nothing but love stay insightful
As we take up this endless cycle
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Energy of a Room
02:42
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Bring the energy of a room, an atmosphere of levels. That may differ at times, define and feel. The shapes on the walls, the colours are spread. Its movement in your head, that moment of creation. Pulsating percussion, downtown New York, no one is watching me. Not today at least. Just a menial mention. For a buck or two. The crowds of people brew. I try to see there faces, or the colours of there eyes. No one else seems to face this, the fortune of these lies. Define that place in time. Finding similar minds. People who connect with energy. No material abundances. With out my friends, theses words would not be. Inspirational they are, unique to my perception. Everyone has there path that they call there own, but what do they really know.
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Long Dirt Road
02:49
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I look outside and think of the day, walk and wonder think something to say. Been keeping these prospects in view for so long, trying to find the words to a song. In pondering thoughts no wonder were caught, instinctively we tangle the chords. Times on a relapse a binge to collapse, no wonder i'm no where and happy at that. Freedom in figures I don't understand be true to yourself find life in your hands. In nature alone a truth can be told, no wonder we worry and care. Been walking around and kicking these feet so grateful to have my heart and its beat. Been kicking these stones so far they don't know life on the other side of the road. Feel the wind on your back, as your heart gently beats. Its but a moment away, the future is at your feet. Together finding time, a synchronized design. The sky can expand, and it might never end. Passing tales over years, flying free without a care. Heading south but not for long until the snow has all gone. Where will you be when your mind is set free, Where should we go whats your destiny. Been walking around and kicking these feet, so grateful to have my heart and its beat.
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Define
02:52
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I try to find the right words to say to convey how i get lost in the way of today. I can shake the pressures of the problems, i'm ill equipped and i'm unable to solve them, so i speak volumes. I give these insecurities names because I don't know what to call them. I expand to explore some more, an orator with soft core ready for more. Conquering scores with my verbal beats, every speech that I speak is a believe that I preach. Are you in reach of the point i'm trying to express that every breath is both a gift and a test. Appreciate every second that you have because in this life we take the good with the bad. Be content happiness can not be bought, and re write the lessons we've been taught. Define by your mind not your appearance or clothes. Personality is the reality that character shows. Bloom and grow assume you know and prove to grow, my true hearts desire. I aspire to fly higher than these crumbling empires of liars, setting fires to the things we've been told. I bring warmth to the cold, searching for soul. Impressed by the stress of my regression, I alter my perception, lord god do you have a suggest, Im needed some direction, maybe correction, my imperfection is the ultimate deception of never finding an answer to that question. Appreciate every second that you have because in this life we take the good with the bad. Be content happiness cannot be bought, and re write the lessons we've been taught.
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Nathan Yell Toronto, Ontario
As a multi-disciplinary artist, a combination of poetry, guitar, synthesizer, and percussion are incorporated into collaborative performances. Studying jazz and international rhythms provides foundation for compositions and exploration of genres with a mixture of improvised and composed material. ... more
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