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Stormzy said it best.

[Hook]
Look, I don’t even smoke no more but somehow I stay high
Quit my job, mum bugged out, made my choice, this is my life
And I swear down I can’t do this alone, may the dear lord be my guide
We’ve done some things, wouldn’t even know where to begin but the dear lord knows we tried, so it’s alright
Look, I don’t even smoke no more but somehow I stay high
Quit my job, mum bugged out, made my choice, this is my life
And I swear down I can’t do this alone, may the dear lord be my guide
We’ve done some things, wouldn’t even know where to begin but the dear lord knows we tried, so it’s alright

[Verse 1]
Like, where do I start?
Most of these man weren’t here from the start
Stay for the sun, disappear in the dark
Stay clued up and stay clear of the sharks
Shoutout [?] who was there in the park
Said this year man are clearing the charts
All these girls shed tears on my heart
Tryna find one that don’t care for my past
Still no bites, just bearing em bark
That’s why I’m still not hearing em talk
When I hit a lick then I share it with Mark
I’mma be the one take care of my dargs
Summer ‘010 was there in my yard
Them times there, yeah, my hearing was hard
Snakes in the clique, there was bare in the grass
Can I get the mic, man? I’m raring to start
Heart’s too big and it beats too loud
Jump on the stage, go and do me proud
Don’t you ever let em see you down
Don’t you ever let em take your crown
Give a fuck if they’re easily pleased
Thank God I’ve got a reason to breathe
Suddenly I get weak on my knees
Think I’ve got the dreamer’s disease
And this shit’s gonna kill me
Yeah, this shit’s gonna kill me
Damn

[Verse 2]
Yeah, this shit’s gonna kill me
All these sleepless nights and these cheap-arse flights
It’s mad, my nigga, do you feel me?
Been through a lot but I’m sure that I’m still me
Well, maybe I’m not but it comes with a cost
I just hope it’s the real me
I can’t wait till they six-figure deal me
Dreamer’s disease, man, I think that I caught it
Sold me the dream and I went and I bought it
I can’t even afford it
Should’ve payed safe, put it straight to my mortgage
It’s too late now, can’t-can’t turn back
Time’s one thing that you can’t turn back
So please listen to the words I rap
There’s been vision every verse I spit out
Heart’s too big and it beats too loud
Don’t you ever let em see you down
Don’t you ever let em see you down
Don’t you ever let em see you down
They say that we dream too big
They say that we’ve lost our minds
They say we’ve got the dreamer’s disease
And I tell em that keeps me alive

[Bridge]
If I fall before I fly
I just pray my dreams can save me, if I lose it all before I die
If I fall before I fly
I just pray my dreams can save me, if I lose it all before I die
(Yeah, I think we got the dreamer’s disease)

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Dear Me: 25 Today

Kagendo,

Today you turn 25.

Below are the trending topics on twitter for the 10th of September 2015.

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Here’s your song of the day (Kwabs – Saved):

There isn’t much you need to remember about the day. But there is something I need you to hear. Kagendo, remember who it is you want to become and when you stray from her, when she seems distant or unreachable, clear the clutter under which she is trapped. The words of those committed to your failure, the rejection of your work; all the demons that build mountains on your footpath. You are not your heritage, or the decisions of a despondent people. You must fight past the resistance, even if it renders you the sinking fury in a complacent society. You are an heir to struggle, but you do not have to inherit the dreams of your father, though you must adopt the responsibilities of a positive contribution to humanity. You are an heir to inequality, but you do not have to court the duties of your mother, though you must learn to respect everyones choices. You must become not merely a woman you can tolerate, but one substantiated by the weight of varied experience. You must be the crowd at your own parade, the cheer as you emerge. You must be what was intended.

Get there, Gendo. For goodness’ sake, get there.

Kagendo

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What if… we bled?

The poetry our hearts can speak is often imprisoned by our reservations. Overflowing cells guarded by the fear that we won’t be heard, won’t be loved, won’t be wanted. What bravery it takes to bleed so openly as to sing against the score of our prescribed existence. To feel something in a world that asks us to be numb. Feel something. For someone. A refugee. A friend. A parent. A lover. Someone.

“I see the changes in your eyes
The spark that’s in your smile
Just ain’t the same no more
The way you hold me close
The heaven in your hello
Just ain’t the same no more
What if I gave you everything
Would we be okay 
If I gave my love to you
Would we be okay
If I gave you everything 
Would we be okay
If I gave my love to you
Would we be okay” – Jacob Banks

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I think Jacob Banks Is Talking To Me

I’m a wrecking ball at best,
A big house with empty photographs,
You are my only souvenir,
You are my silver lining.
                                              – Jacob Banks

I’ve been harbouring a debilitating anxiety lately. I just feel like I can’t escape failure long enough to find something to love about life. I needed this song. It’s the meaning behind it, I think. The fact that Jacob Banks wrote it at a time when he “hated everything and wasn’t content with a lot of things in his life”. Sometimes I have conversations with people who don’t know I exist, and their words feed my soul. Strangers who turn their pain into verses of healing. What I love is that everyone else doesn’t matter, just the song and the salty tears. No one will share the burden of being me, I am the sole proprietor of my trials. Still, it’s nice to hear a voice that speaks of the pain, and sings of the brighter day, especially when those closer- Just. Don’t. Get it.

Even if it does just last for a few minutes, he makes me want to believe in silver linings.

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#np Younger- Seinabo Sey

There is gold in deep waters; heart and soul in speech; strength in anger. And we sing of all we have and are and fear we will become. So here’s a song for the night and with it lyrics to contemplate. We’re not getting any younger. We’re just not.

(Metro Lyrics)
“There’s a conclusion to my illusion
I assure you this
There’s no end to this confusion
If you let it wish you well
Soul to sell
Highest bidders, can’t you tell what you’re getting?
There is a light to all this darkness
I will tell you this
There’s redemption in you asking them just why it is
Some answers are better left unspoken when you know you ain’t getting any
Younger, younger, younger
Are you?”

“Why we fight to get on loving I’ve been wondering
How your mind will leave you hanging your heart lingering
Stay lost
Then found by whoever stays around, forgetting
There is a way to be yourself, I assure you this
There’s a way to catch your dreams without falling asleep
You might as well get it while you can, babe
’cause you know you ain’t getting any
Younger, younger, younger
Are you?”

There is a light to all this darkness if only we
Fight against them telling us how we should be
I refuse to have you break me
When you know you ain’t getting any
Younger, younger, younger
Are you?

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21/02/2015 · 12:30 am

The Break-Up

The worst thing about loving someone is having to stop when you realise that nothing will ever make that love enough. No tireless effort will change the reality that your words can’t morph into sounds they want to hear. No rationalisations they give you will reveal a new chapter of adoration. So you search your mind and rattle your memory in some hope that all the cracks and dents are fixable if you just take some time to find their origin. And when you do, you plant seeds in them and pray for rain. But the rain never comes and your tears aren’t enough to bear fruit. So you have to accept it. You have to live with your differences and change the pattern of your love.

“Friends?” they say.

“Friends.” You respond.

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