Life By Songs

#4 House Of Glass

Lyric Poetry: One Guitar, One Voice

Your catalog is your calling card.
Don't optimize your actions based on how people perceive you. Optimize your actions based on what's true to you.
If somebody sees me in my songs, I've made a mistake.
Why does my art exist? Not all art is equal. Do I stand in the way of art?
When there is me in the song, something is wrong. Is it about me?
Art is for self-healing until the scales tip. Then, art changes the world.
Play like a child. Write like a child.
'One guitar, one voice' exposes all. Where can I hide behind no arrangement, collaborators, or fancy production? I feel exposed—my state of being undeniably captured. Where to put the fear? Where to hide the heart? One naked moment of truth—my mirror, my learning tool. Complete exposure. Learn to love it.
Today's recording session was hard. It feels like I wage a battle against myself daily. Today, I won.
My goal is to create new art every day, Picasso style. Why was he the most famous painter in the world? — His creative output? Why was he so confident in his ability? — He painted until painting became his identity? What is my identity? Will I claim it?

House Of Glass:

I'm a visionary, not a hoper, not a dreamer; you disagree

Call me romancer, idealist, castle builder, and that's okay

But it's me who's changing the world; impacts the masses while you're watching

From your House Of Glass

You're a worker; I've heard of those; work for duty is killing you softly

You're a worker of soul-draining work, soul-eating work; there's really no meaning

From your House Of Glass

We need an anthem, us creatives, us innovatives, we are a few

This is for you, for your hardships; you're the hero the world needs

This is a thank you for all that can't say it; stay starry-eyed

And break your House Of Glass

The rest of the world sleeps at the sidelines

The brighter your light shines, the more are watching

From their House Of Glass