I have something to confess Before I make another fourteen track step Don’t look at this as me moping Sure I may need some more soaping For the dark about to come out my mouth But I think it’s part of the kaleidoscopes And I think it’s part of the steaming found And I can’t really hold with back with a rope I’ve given myself some time to know it more So that it won’t be like just another eyesore
This sort of poem references three songs I’ve written around September of last year - Kaleidoscopes, about how God opens up our eyes to new things and deeper faith, Steam in my Lungs, about this passion for writing God has given me, and Soar of the Eyesores, about how I should keep writing if I feel like it’s what God is telling me to do.
Since then, I have written songs about some deep darkness I have gone through. I have stopped, but it still faces me sometimes. And I know some of you all go through it or have gone through it. I’m lucky to be saved and alive, and God will do the same for you.
I still debate on whether I should release these songs about it. I want them to be encouraging, but also real. looking back on these songs I wrote in September, it shows me how I led up to all those songs I wrote about that deals with darker things. And I’m still unsure if songwriting is suppose to be what I’m suppose to do. I want to make sure it’s good for people, and not out of a place of selfishness.