Sep 2019
Goodbye old me,
See you tomorrow for another day I don't feel free,
But you see.
I'll forget about all that is bad;
Just for now, cuz right in this moment I don't feel sad,
This will be a constant reminder.
Of the one who came to me, and broke open my cell;
And now I need not be afraid of hell,
Because the angels of heave ring my bell.
Singing for me, I am the prodigal son;
I am the one that loved the bad and clung,
But the God above gave his only one.
I'm now a new creature,
And the fear of no eternal life is irrelevant,
Don't let me be your preacher.
Search for the better One;
The one spelled with a capitol "H"
He doesn't need a stage.
So do not cheer out my name, and what I have to say;
But listen to what the lyrics have to tell,
And always look forward to the next day.
Leave this session of hope knowing that the sun does rise;
God does indeed hear your cries;
Listen closely, cuz it doesn't come through sound, but words On lines, and lets be ready for the One and only, His divines.
LoveCrying,
See you tomorrow for another day I don't feel free,
But you see.
I'll forget about all that is bad;
Just for now, cuz right in this moment I don't feel sad,
This will be a constant reminder.
Of the one who came to me, and broke open my cell;
And now I need not be afraid of hell,
Because the angels of heave ring my bell.
Singing for me, I am the prodigal son;
I am the one that loved the bad and clung,
But the God above gave his only one.
I'm now a new creature,
And the fear of no eternal life is irrelevant,
Don't let me be your preacher.
Search for the better One;
The one spelled with a capitol "H"
He doesn't need a stage.
So do not cheer out my name, and what I have to say;
But listen to what the lyrics have to tell,
And always look forward to the next day.
Leave this session of hope knowing that the sun does rise;
God does indeed hear your cries;
Listen closely, cuz it doesn't come through sound, but words On lines, and lets be ready for the One and only, His divines.
LoveCrying,
This is one of my many song I plan to release in the future. Goodbye Old Me is a declaration, simply saying that I am letting go of my depression and pain and handing them to God. Most of my music is sang, but I found it made more of an impact in my head if I rapped it or performed it as spoken word. in stanza 4 I am explicitly telling the readers/listeners, "I don't want you to worship me or my music, I don't want you to look at me as this awesome person, I'm not, I actually quite **** (or is that just my broken brain talking). My music is made for me to use as an outlet and for others to relate to and resonate with.
