This is Summer
This is Winter
Winter
Autumn
Someday We will Change
For Better Or Worse But
I know you're
Still In there
Somewhere deep in your heart
Not Your Head
These Are Seasons
Leaves are dropping
All around
My Face
That's when I realized
Life keeps changing
Summer
Spring
Someday We will Change
For Better Or Worse But
I know you're
Still In there
Somewhere deep in your heart
Not Your Head
These seasons
Just keep going
You're growing
Up here's life
I used to think if I lost my music
I would lose myself
But it turns out myself is more than just a couple cells
It's not some bars like I'm stuck in a cell
Myself is who I am and who I am is just the tell
Er of these stories in my music but my music isn't me
My music isn't my life, my apologies
I'm still something without the sounds, the DAW, or technologies
And if my music disappeared before now you'd see me hanging from a tree
But that's not the case now cause I finally am free
To be myself and have music to tell my story
Which the story involves music but it isn't the theme
I guess this concludes an ode to be free