Inspirations.
Everyone has an inspiration of some sort
My inspirations consist mostly of nature and music,
I can see the imagery of the music in the nature,
I can see the first signs of music begin with the drummer.
His sound breaking the air around you, as if you were to disturb a still pond or puddle,
Then the guitarist comes, his strums swaying the crowd away like tall grass, blowing them back and forth violently.
The sound of the bass guitar slowly raises, it's plucking at its strings sounding like the slow approaching thunder.
Finally, all hell breaks loose.
The singer lets out his angelic vocal, the pelting of sweet calm notes
Falling in Memories
Precious times lost in the puzzles of our minds,
Different humans change, speak out and transform,
Not you, you're always in the same binds,
I fell in and left you behind, I'm a new form
You're still the same, still you
I look back at you and smile,
Laughs, cries, and long mile drives,
I was in love with you, still am, still remember,
Sobbed, screamed, squealed
Still am
You got me at the trigger,
One look and I'm back
I'm still that new fan,
Screaming, sobbing, punching, kicking
I'll be there, at one glance and I'm your fan
One shot and I'm back,
Falling in the memory of you.