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Red lights don't stop me from conducting my flow. Feel the sound. Hear the quake. It'll make your heart glow. My spirit's sewn, and my gift's grown, but this is only the first episode.
Movement is on the rise, but I'll take it my pace, my time - fast, slow, fast. Ya know? Just like a sonata, I've got good form. To run this race and not be torn. So nada you say can break me. I'm not your piñata. I'm full of life, speak this twice. I'm full of life. I'm full of life. This is the beat that orchestrates my soul. Loved from the begining, and through meakness I'm made beautiful.
I've come from below, that's why I wave my hands back and forth singing to Him alone. Make it tremolo and throw in some vibrato. Make this earth shake at the waves of these tones. I don't need immoral waze to navigate through my daze. Ride this wave or leave me alone. This is my worship and my praise. Every day I pray, my God has already made a way.
@calebjdeas thanks for sharing your words! Nice
You told me you
Heard me here first
While I was all hot air
And nothing to move
Before this trumpet blew
Any sound worth listening to
I was never any good at taking notes
Didn’t know who was part of his staff
That’s why the devil
Always has the perfect pitch
For those who out of tune
And out of range
My hands were raised
But I had no concept of praise
I would have been better off
@chads_wick wordplay on 1000 🔥 really feeling it
She stops and stares at what appears to be the center of a musical dream waiting to arise. The sounds that accompany each instrument emanate what can’t be articulated into words. Look deep into her heart, listen closely for the notes. The strength she exudes, the passion that ensues melodies yet unheard. The mystery of each beat, rhythm set to speed. Movement erupts onto the dance floor, letting the music flow through her. She was willing to take a chance, into the unknown. She was willing to step foot into uncharted territory. She was willing to stand her ground and sing her song. She was willing to become notes on a page. Scenes in a frame. Leave on the stage everything inside. She let the noise die so she could hear herself sing again. She wasn’t willing to become silenced this time because too much was at stake. People had to be free. She could no longer retreat. This was her time to flee from scarcity. What she heard in her heart, allowed her to be that spark; that was dying to break free and just be.
@damienellison can definitely feel your music passion trough those words
@kingdomwriters really? 🤔I was just trying to convey a theme throughout based on picture 🤷🏾♂️
@damienellison yeah, a person who isn't into music wouldn't describe things the way you did
@kingdomwriters oh yea 🤷🏾♂️😊
New to this but here goes ****** Anger- like music to ears, thrummed through blood vessels, becoming occluded by pain, drummed in by words spoken from the lips of those who were supposed to have backs, but back tracked, rewinding their commitments, the tempo of their love on the metronome of life suddenly changing to a conditional timing. She had practiced to live according to the beat of their drum. Now stuck with a wand- inexperinced at conducting affairs- The instrumental of her organs, thrummed a melody of her anger. She saw red conducting life's orchestra, and only felt the blues
@ashlizperspective yooo you killed it!! 🔥🔥🔥
You must be grand at what you do, jill of all trade , you must be an octopus, the way you balance each instrument and know what and when to play. I can see your hearts in tune with the music, body rythmatic, lyrics poetic, sound symphonic. Overjoyed by how beautifully you sound, music to my eard became the sweetest taste to my tongue. Inhale and exhale the fumes of what i call music, red wasn't the only color i seen when she brought color to this scenery.
@ashlizperspective DOPE!!! 🙌🏾🙌🏾🙌🏾
@kingdomwriters thx i guess
@ashlizperspective you killed this 🤯🔥🔥🔥