Faces in the Crowd

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Who am I?
Who are you?
What’s the deal?
Will we see it through?

We are just travelers
Walking along this road
Not knowing where it leads
Where it will go

We’re like leaves in the breeze
Sand on the beach
Salt in the ocean
Dirt on your feet

I’m just a basic man
Running down the dream
But I get lost in the crowd
And no one can hear me scream

Chug chug chug
All night long
Chug chug on my palette
Just singing this song

Don’t really care
Gonna cuss and swear
Getting so excited
That just raises my hair

Raise a tall glass
To the good times
This is your life
Now go and be just fine

Gotta refresh
Gotta be new
Gonna sing the words
And I’ll dance with you

Because in the end…

We are just…

Faces in the crowd
Faces in the crowd
Faces in the crowd

Got nobody around
To make us feel proud

Are we just a number
Do we matter at all

Cuz in the end
We’re all going to fall

Yeah, faces in the crowd

And we’re all going to fall

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Feel the Rush

I’m a flaming fireball

Blazing down the highway

80 miles an hour

Nothing standing in my way

Got dreams to catch

No time to lose

Don’t slow me down

I’m a lighted fuse

 

Fire-Us

The fire in my eyes

Says I want you more than ever

I’ll never let go, even in stormy weather

My life is incomplete

Without you to inspire

Baby, you’re my number one

My fire-us desire

Chorus:

Fire-us desire

Gonna take me higher

Fire us desire

The dreamscape’s choir

Fire us desire

Can’t shake off the longing

Fire us desire

Please don’t say the wrong things

 

Now I’m calling, texting you

Every single night

Hoping that you answer

And make my happiness right

Cause I feel a little lost

And falling into fire

And you are my compass

My fire-us desire

(Chorus)

And when the world crumbles down

I’ll still be around

To help you through the pain

Because we belong together

It was written in the stars

Let’s get off this broken planet

And live forever…on Mars

 

An original song

A Musical Journey

I used to know barely anything about music, let only being able to play it. Didn’t know a single note on the piano. Didn’t know a quarter note from a sixteenth note. Well, that has started to change for the better.IMG_20170611_175648

Strum up, strum down, strum up, strum down. Slide, hammer on, hammer off. When you put your fingers into various positions on the fretboard, different sounds are produced. Fingerpicking is exciting because it gives more variation to the songs.

I’ve been getting guitar lessons from a friend of mine named Rodney Simons. Though the songs are out of date and not very fun to play, I’m still getting a better feel of playing now and being in rhythm. Through two lessons, I have already learned some new chords and remastered others. This guy is a master at the electric organ though the sound of it drowns out my simple, unamplified acoustic guitar.

I’ve been playing guitar for over seven years now (though not continuously) and have come a long way since I first learned basic chords and about the basics of the guitar. Now I have finally started to learn and play many popular songs and begun to write my own.

Playing any instrument is a musical journey and takes years of practice to master and that’s what I have in mind right now as my fingers start to flow better on the strings and I eventually start to like it more and more. I got inspired to learn guitar right after I graduated high school and I have to say I’m glad I did because I’ve always wanted to have musical talent but never had the patience to develop it (too many other things were important). Well, at least now I can say I have a legitimate talent, even if it’s still quite unrefined yet.

Storybook

We only have so much time
To make the best of our lives
Why sit and worry about tomorrow
When today will do just fine?

You know I’ve been holding back
For such a long, long time
And now the time has come
To begin my epic climb

Because I’m going to love you
I’m going to break free
I’m going to show you
How much a man I’ll be

Fear’s no longer in my way
I’m breaking down the door
My destiny awaits
Time waits no for me more

In every story
There’s a beginning and an end
But in real life, it is always
Being penned

There’s so much left to do
And I’m already come so far
So come along with me
And we’ll shoot for the stars

And I hope you love me too
That’s my wish for sure
You’ll be a perfect conclusion
After 50 chapters more

Take my hand
Let’s run through the snow
You know it doesn’t matter
If you end up getting cold

Because I’ll be cold as well
Oh, I’ll be cold as well

But now I see that the
Storybook ending
I’ve always wanted won’t come true
I’ve hit a snag, it’s a slow drag
What am I left to do?

Oh, oh yeah

What am I left to do?

Pray For Manchester

They didn’t deserve to die in their state of innocent bliss. The kids at that concert were just having a great time watching their idol Ariana Grande sing – I know I would have if I were there even if I wasn’t the biggest Ariana fan. I feel sympathy for all of those who lost their lives. It’s great that everyone came together and paid their tributes to the fallen in Manchester. Not to wish anything bad on anyone, but I do hope that whoever did this gets what’s coming for them: a lifetime of suffering and punishment. If they don’t care that a packed house of people, many of them children and teens, have their lives ended in a flash of a second, then why should we give them any forgiveness?

Today we band together for Manchester in the United Kingdom and hope that those that lost their loved ones can make it through their sadness and despair. Life will move on as usual but for the families of the victims, there will always be a gaping hole that can never be patched up. It’s another in a series of attacks in the UK that have happened on the 22nd. Why the 22nd? Is it just a coincidence? Or a deeper conspiracy? I don’t know but there are probably some good theories to it that I would love to explore.

 

The Singer

I want to sing at the top of my lungs

But there’s no one around to hear

Release these sweet melodies from my chest

Hold nothing back, no fear

When I sing out loud

I feel the air move around me

The silence cut like a knife

Climb another mountain

Leave the old world blindly

Like a drug

These notes

Flowing through my head

Like an icy water stream