this has been a long time comin'.
i'm paralyzed from head down
realized pushing their doubts
i'm burnt by all the fire
that's spread within my house
you put them there so you can put them out
when courage strikes we'll come out
and wait around with our heads down
turn me to the sky, turn me upside down
a way to feel alive, a life that's mine
cause i am like a big strong cable
i am like a girl, so soft inside
and finally today i'm able
to put you in the ground
i'll meet you in the ground
the mirror fell and i
i might as well have been blind
the days passing like cars
i'll meet you in the tower
if they can dream then why,
oh why can't i
i've finally stabilized
everyone will see
< so here i am
(the_blake a.k.a.- your common household blake/neighborhood blake) posting for the first time since the election. i may be pushing it but it feels safe to me. the reason behind this post is that i am trying to get some sort of acoustic project going on. i wish to have a female vocalist, acoustic(s), acoustic bass(which is probably going to be the hardest to get), and some djembae, or conga drum. keyboard would be the shit. i would like to play songs as such above. and others from a collection of various forms of inspiration. my reputation proceeds me, and it is not a very good one at that. i am not trying to make friendships unless it just comes naturally. not to say that it wouldn't be nice.
i am trying to form a musical relationship with a few.
i am a nice guy i think, and i wanna make some music.
there is no immediate rush on things. finals are this week, and there is studying to be done. mod_syn and i will hopefully be recordiong soon. so this is just an idea. keep it on the back burners. peaceful outro: >
am i a bad guy? am i a bad soul?
my eyes roll backward. my head falls forward.
we want the vampires. they want the daylight.
undecided if we will feel it.
all the lies and fantasies i picked to deny what is right
as the lawyers lie down to the sound of a broken man clinging to the legs of a butterfly.
we live to see our children die.
turn to the bright to describe what we never will find.
i'm a monster singing through te side of a left eye.
and i will pay for...
realized pushing their doubts
i'm burnt by all the fire
that's spread within my house
you put them there so you can put them out
when courage strikes we'll come out
and wait around with our heads down
turn me to the sky, turn me upside down
a way to feel alive, a life that's mine
cause i am like a big strong cable
i am like a girl, so soft inside
and finally today i'm able
to put you in the ground
i'll meet you in the ground
the mirror fell and i
i might as well have been blind
the days passing like cars
i'll meet you in the tower
if they can dream then why,
oh why can't i
i've finally stabilized
everyone will see
< so here i am
(the_blake a.k.a.- your common household blake/neighborhood blake) posting for the first time since the election. i may be pushing it but it feels safe to me. the reason behind this post is that i am trying to get some sort of acoustic project going on. i wish to have a female vocalist, acoustic(s), acoustic bass(which is probably going to be the hardest to get), and some djembae, or conga drum. keyboard would be the shit. i would like to play songs as such above. and others from a collection of various forms of inspiration. my reputation proceeds me, and it is not a very good one at that. i am not trying to make friendships unless it just comes naturally. not to say that it wouldn't be nice.
i am trying to form a musical relationship with a few.
i am a nice guy i think, and i wanna make some music.
there is no immediate rush on things. finals are this week, and there is studying to be done. mod_syn and i will hopefully be recordiong soon. so this is just an idea. keep it on the back burners. peaceful outro: >
am i a bad guy? am i a bad soul?
my eyes roll backward. my head falls forward.
we want the vampires. they want the daylight.
undecided if we will feel it.
all the lies and fantasies i picked to deny what is right
as the lawyers lie down to the sound of a broken man clinging to the legs of a butterfly.
we live to see our children die.
turn to the bright to describe what we never will find.
i'm a monster singing through te side of a left eye.
and i will pay for...