Thursday, February 12, 2009

If music is life then silence is death

When I sit in silence I can't concentrate
I need a beat for me to initiate
That feeling of working in a rythm
That only you can see
As happy as can be
All I need is my music and get on a roll
My eyes close and I don't need to be told
Because my hands are a blur
And I'm so happy I make cats purr
When that vibration hits my ears they scream for joy
And my mind becomes cool and koi
Take for example this last night
I had much homework and that really bites
So I grabbed my iPod and turned on pandora
Instantly it was like euphoria
Pure extacy, what it did to me
Math? Feel my wrath
English? Easier than engrish
But without the music and everythings a quiet
It's like I went on a bad diet
I start a tap-tap-tapping
And my knuckles start a-rap-rap-rapping
Soon the table is a drum and my hands are some sticks
And I feel a beat on the floor comin' out my sweet kicks
Without that beat without that rythm
It's like my mind gets split
I just have to hit,
Down on the table
Prove that I am able
To live

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