Nice to Hear From You Again

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Your freshest album plays a reinvention of music
Recreation of momentary self expression
Absorbed in flow, this continuous show
To grow every dream like blades of grass tipped in frosted snow
Seasonal depression, no longer in tow
I remember now these feelings I used to know

Welcome
Welcome once more melody over tragedy
Footsteps on the path to be, taking me from land to sea
Naivety of crafting dreams
As I’m no longer passing these opportunities to live and breathe
Deep breath in, then relieve, shift in focus how to perceive
Life, death, and the time between


Photographer: James Pond

Defeat’s Refusal

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It’s a new mask to move past
Last night’s dream’s cask
Internal flags at half mast
Marking dreams passed, too fast
Crashed into catastrophe
These wishes of a younger me faded by so easily
Yet it seems the key to breathe
Is found in the mystery
Not escape in misery
Of losing dreams
Of losing steam
Slowing down velocity
With hateful emotions bossing me
Crossing me, confusing what I try to see
Replacing love with animosity
To foster mean frames of mind
That blind these chances to find
A sweet ol’ bliss of mine


Photographer: Joshua Earle

Pendulum

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So you think you have it all figured out
As if you’ve conquered all your doubts

Well, here’s the reminder that with your head in the clouds
It get’s difficult to stay grounded
To focus on conquering mountains

As time’s clock keeps ticking down
While you regret useless wishing
When instead you could have grown
Could have chosen to act
Thrown a universal effort
At all which holds you back

In fact, you’re doing it right now
As you sit and rhyme out of the downswing
Up into this new swing


Photographer: Ben Ostrowsky

Sunrise

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Now cleaning up the act
Got tired growing slack
When always looking back at the past
A fast progression of consequential lessons and
This is a confession I haven’t been paying attention

Even though I keep writing myself these rhymes
Still deaf to every note
As if simply smoking could bring change
How deranged must I be to think sitting idle could inspire

Just a single variable in an unknown equation
Of pains and elations
Loves and frustrations
Words with both positive and negative connotations
Depending on who you ask

Are you aware of the task at hand
Or are you still blind to the blurry line of an impossible attempt of living with a sane mind
When there is loss every day
No longer okay just to say
“Eh, it doesn’t bother, no not today
Seeing death on the news is simply scheduled dismay
So I’ll put on a big smile and let love last a while
‘Cause sometimes life is easier to live in denial”


Photographer: Ales Krivec

Write Your Music, Right Your Life

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Reset
To the moment
Time to own it
Could be slowing or barely growing
Perhaps a mix of both
Why not left in the sorrow
Somehow with a heart still ticking for a greater tomorrow
Built today, it’ll be okay
Let’s say and agree I fucked up
Yet it’s not all written in stone
This is not the way my story has to go
I don’t have to repeat this path

The question never who do you want to be
But how do you see and breathe
Melting through dynamic destinies
Understanding the journey is a fleeting thing
Here today, and tomorrow a song to sing
So revisit that question as begging you to bring a new melody to the table

Steady a rocky mind stable
With your own words, your own voice
Your own choice to fall back into the moment
Take hold of your mistakes and begin to own it

Photographer: Green Chameleon

Before the Fall

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Denial
To the point it becomes impossible to ignore this downward spiral
as if I was given a trial and chose to throw it
poor decisions clearly show it
of course I know it
I see this light marking the path of right
yet in the mirror I cower at the sight
of looking into the resultant shape from these regretful nights
as if I could forget those who already lost their life

Ben had a smile for the ages
he’d be my age today
but instead he’s passed away
three years, now in a grave

I owe it to him to live brave
I owe it to him to live
with my heart on my sleeve

Self hate and disdain too easy to grow
yet instead let me update my flow
shift my perspective away from the hate that I’ve come to know
and return to love

Photographer: María Victoria Heredia Reyes

Missing Ingredients

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All you need is a single thought
to enter a new world, one that you’ve brought into being
The difference between your dreams and what you are seeing
is simply a matter of time, not illusion
it’s time to shake this simple confusion
that ideas happen instantly
without the series of moments in between
the start and the end
we can no longer pretend
that desire alone is strong enough to bend
a world to your wishes

Photographer: Mayur Gala