The Crystal Method featuring Matisyahu/Drown In The Now
Sometimes I feel like I have so much to say, it makes my brain feel like it’s overloading. I feel like if I don’t hurry and say what I’m thinking or write what I’m feeling, I’ll forget everything and spend the next day giving myself a headache trying to remember what it was.
Sometimes I get so wrapped up in the past, trying to remember all of the stories of my life so I can get this damn book written, it actually hurts me—physically, mentally. I feel like I may get stuck in my thoughts and my memories and I won’t be able to pull myself back out a second time.
So I stop, and I breathe. I don’t always need to think. I don’t always need to remember. I don’t always need words.
Seen shades of rays as they move through the space, we lace, we up Concrete streets, streets, tall paint brush strokes oh so gloriously Story unfolds, which one will be told? Some get sold, some just fold