Transcendental Voices

[Verse: 1]

The over bearing weight of being anything at all
Has a way of leaving stains up on your brain and on the walls
I feel entitled to a meaning
Of menial persistence
And God can break apart the puzzle pieces of existence
If I just can see the picture
Mister, I am not impressed
I've lost so many heroes and my friends that lay to rest
Are shining down I pray to goodness that I never lose the spark
Their transcendental voices bringing mеaning to the art
Play your part (play your part please)
Sacrеd forms of entertaining
Pour your heart (pour your heart out)
Into rhythms out in passions
It’s a start (I started grieving today)
Of making blessings out of sins
Trading the abstaining of your pain for a defense
I’m going up

[Hook]

I’m getting older now
The closer I go
I’m getting closer now
The older I grow
When it’s over I suppose it’s
Really a beginning but I’m acting like I know this
But I’m reaping what I’m sowing
Take the beat away and all you gots a

[Verse: 2]

A suburban punk kid with too much time on his hands
A wanna be philosopher not giving into demands
Taking stands, never knowing where to move my feet next
Still believing I could beat the demons crawling from the depths
Of everything I ever wanted but could never achieve
Polishing the rusty relics to believe that I’m free
I can sing 100 songs and they would never conceive
A percentage of the heart I try to hide in my sleeves
Swimming through the waves trying to make it through the white noise
Sifting through the memories I’m feeling like a trite boy
White boy, white boy, how you gonna fight boy?
Existential crisis every single day and night boy
The left field is my comfort zone
I don’t question grieving feeling better left alone
I let these poems turn to rants
My homie Jay told me never stop, and so I can’t rest in peace

[Hook]

I’m getting older now
The closer I go
I’m getting closer now
The older I grow
When it’s over I suppose
It's really a beginning but I’m acting like I know this
But I’m reaping what I’m sowing
Take the beat away and all you gots a poet