This is a song I have been working on for a while, an experimental working progress that aims to document an experience I had with a spiritual awakening and/or mental illness a few years earlier.
In what culminated as an overwhelming moment of astonishment and understanding - I thought I my life was film (I suppose in many ways in kind of is) and just to make it all the more confusing - I was working on film sets in the industry at the time.
The whole thought process sent me into a bit of a spin - but hey this song came of it.
The song also features a poem I wrote which begins at 1.51. For anyone interested I have also listed the chords and lyrics to the song, in case you might want to jam ;)
SILVER SCREEN
Em G
I slipped into the silver screen, It felt just like a movie scene
D D
All dressed in white, Searching for gold
Em G
Searching for colours, Rainbows and gold
D D
Wading through bodies and dancing through souls like this
Em G
They’re all just too slow for this, August isn’t cold like this
D D
Taking control, Tryna hold on
Em G
Whilst tryna let go like this
D
Patience
C C G D
All wrapped in gold, All wrapped in gold, All wrapped in gold
Em
A look in your eyes
G
Oh you’re so kind
D D
The soul doesn’t lie, Though fantasy tries
Em
Have I sold my soul for this
G D
Patience
C C G D
All wrapped in gold, All wrapped in gold, All wrapped in gold
Em G
I slipped into the silver screen, It felt just like a movie scene
D D
All dressed in white, Searching for gold
Em G
Searching for colours, Rainbows and gold
D D
Wading through bodies and dancing through souls like this
POEM
Life is a succession of lessons.
Be trusting (have faith), stay present,
Take part.
Take notice.
Always.
Hold on to nothing.
Every sun rise is an opportunity,
an open page,
a blessing.
Yes, death is the only certainty.
And yes. mistakes will always happen.
Make them.
Make a million.
And - Find joy in your sorrow.
Remember fault is never a question.
Time goes by.
In this slow show.
The slow and painful death.
The crazy but beautiful, slow and painful death.
The crazy...
Repetitive.
Mundane.
and then wow.
You’re alive.
You're vulnerable.
You are on the edge.
Of something, but then,
its just nothing.
Again.
Slower,
and then slower,
until something.
Again.
And then nothing.
Change.
the way you dress.
Change the way you speak.
Hold your head high.
You are a poet,
Don’t wait.
Flaunt it, show it,
fake it,
make it,
make mistakes.
fail,
live,
and only then,
Die.
This is why the gods envy you.
Em G
You slipped into the silver screen, It felt just like a movie scene
D D
All dressed in white, Searching for gold
Em G
Searching for colours, Rainbows and gold
D D
Wading through bodies and dancing through souls like this
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