reworks

after an hour getting silly with instruments, props and our minds...
i reworked an old poem
thank you CAGS core :)


Drum, drum, drum in my head
Think, think, think instead
Loosen my collar, wipe my sweat
Throw my colors
Till there’s none left

I’ll be a beat I’ll be a din
And if I have no cause
I’ll extract it from under my skin

Build build build the flow
Sweet is the taste of the wind
For I will fly
Beyond the glow
I will fly
I’ll be flying within…