you **** me softly with every syllable,
your vocals do not make me shake,
but make me stand perfectly still
to make sure I don't miss hearing even a mumble
come from between those lips


©L.F.

by Arcassin Burnham

Full of choices in my life I couldn't figure out,
Competing with other men has been so dumb,
That’s why I don't give a **** about the sudden doubts,
Cause only God Himself can tell me what I should do without.

Anxiety has taken over me,
And has consumed me in the worst way.
I guess i should stay home,
I shouldn't do this anyway.
Ignorance consumes them all,
I never needed friends to talk these days,
I should've just stayed home,
i shouldn't do this anyway.

/

Time is delayed , no time is wasted , just focus.
You could tell your family you won't be home tonight.
On the wide open road with a jar full of secrets.
Didn't listen to the man up stairs now you got cold heart.

You could listen to the angels vocals or the demon screaming in your ear.
Watch the paths of the roads fade and evaporate then disappear.

Put yourself in the place of me,
Then tell me what you see.
Put yourself in the place of me,
Then tell me what you see.

You could listen to the angels vocals or the demon screaming in your ear.
Watch the paths of the roads fade and evaporate then disappear.

Squirrels begin vocals,
Ravens join issue with them;
Racuous symphony!

You need to use vocals
To spread a message that is hopeful
You need to use vocals
To create a point that is focal
You need them
Like R.E.M.

A message from your heart
That goes through your brain
It can be called quality art
Once it reflects inner pain
That runs deep through your voice
And your lyrical choice

You don't need scientists with beakers
Or super loud speakers
You don't need to make a keynote speech
Or grab for things that are out of reach
You just need a lesson
Taught through confession

There are wonderful things done instrumentally
But I want to focus on someone instead of me
Because thinking through someone else's words
Seems more productive
Rather than repeating myself so nothing is stirred
Which feels somewhat reductive

If you have something to say
Speak up
If you can't find a way
Drink up
Music based on emotion instead of thought
But be careful to not get mindlessly caught
Until you're starving
From culturally carving
Out anything that is strange
Until you have a truncated range
Of empathetic understanding
That's one way of landing
On a lame existence
For plain persistence

Art will always reflect life
They share the same plight
The best way to communicate
Is not to ruminate
But to speak with your mouth
Before your mind goes south
End the depressing deflation
Through simple human relation

Your gift of pain
Becomes my drain
My rhythmic refrain
From ending this game
Please allow me to hear you
So I may no longer fear you
It doesn't matter if you're not local
I'll relate to you through your vocals