Track 2(Revelation)


Old soul

Weak heart, a slow flow
Young blood, a strong glow
I’m a low beat, an old soul
with nowhere to go

Wild nights as lights melt
Looking and lost, how I’ve felt
Ways to erupt, I halt
but it’s never my fault

Idle hands, eager fingers
I travel, still lingers…
My essence, still quivers
like the deep of rivers

Our purpose, who knows
Our wisdom, it shows
We are low beats, old souls
with nowhere to go


This week I learned that the more things change the more they stay the same. Like a ghost in the matrix, I’m waiting to be free from expectation. Dedicated to all the old souls out there.