The yoga past
Grey Lines
I thought I knew
I thought I had it right
When black and white turns to grey
Right and wrong goes away
You got to figure things out for yourself
Grey lines take me away
Street lights blind our eyes
I used to see the world in black and white
but it’s all turned to grey
Where’s the solid ground
It used to be right here
Where I’m standing
When the world shows up to take you down
Will you run or will you stand your ground?
Grey lines take me away
Street lights blind our eyes
I used to see the world in black and white
but it’s all turned to grey
Confessions and revelations in the words
WHAT HAPPENS
I see your ghost chase me everywhere
Only cause I’ve been walking through my past
Sometimes I only feel like half of the boy I used to be
Soul and smile of me, you found a way to my heart and you didn’t want to stop
Believing it would last forever
What happens when you need to find it?
What happens when your heart becomes divided?
Between what you want and what you know
When you find a love could you let it go?
Couldn’t ask you for a thing or two
Indifference paid to a fool
Burn the photograph in my mind
I think it’s time to put this to bed even though feels like
I’m waking from a cold dark sleep
I keep telling myself to let it go
What happens when you need to find it?
What happens when your heart becomes divided?
Between what you want and what you know
When you find a love could you let it go?
I’ve been looking for a solution
Searching for resolution
Can’t seem to get it off my mind
What happens when you need to find it
What happens when your heart becomes divided
between what you want and what you know
When you find a love could you let it go?
Let me say just a thing or two
Like the first time do you remember
So hopeless trying everything I could
Just to get your attention
Young and love, foolish we were
Never see that critical agenda
It’ s just the time and place that we share
And it keeps us forever
It keeps us forever
Soul Sundays
Where?
Here.
Lights in a dark sky
Ten years ago I was approached on a break, on a gig, by a man who I had seen before, he had been to some shows. He promptly began to tell me about how he had burned all my CD’s (we were still back in CD period then) and how he would never pay for music again. Ever. And that he had collected everything I had published. The thing is, he didn’t seem to understand how insulting it was. I summarized that he just didn’t see it because I’m pretty sure he wasn’t an asshole at heart, it was just a glitch.
But for every dark sky, there are the lights that come from stars:
Message: Evan, This is Kevin who just heard you at 9 Wallis. Great show. While I can get your music through Spotify, I wanted to donate directly as I get that you get about .001 cents per play on Spotify. Perfect platform for mega bands but wanted to donate directly for a smaller local band so I hope you can keep touring as I’d love to see you many more times live. Kudos to 9 Wallis for keeping live music happening. Great location go catch a show. So happy that I was able to see you there. -Kevin F.
I’m eternally grateful for the people are me who support me, you are the stars in my sky.