The Karma Sound
Bluelighter
Sirens of the Moonlit Tide
A mantra, hypnotic.
I become the fusion between man and fantasy.
To the beat of canvas,
I am the dance in flight.
With the skies, I am one.
I am high. I am freedom.
Music, it is your eyes I've found.
Iris of rythme, looking within eachother.
I flow n ecstatic motion.
The sound, an ocean.
My movement is a symbol,
of my struggle, my Saga.
In balance with universe,
we have a secret communication.
In variation of drum,
I translate a physical story,
A message just recited.
The sound manifests.
To the drum, spirit in expression.
To the drum, a poetic obsession.
-Ahmad/19
A mantra, hypnotic.
I become the fusion between man and fantasy.
To the beat of canvas,
I am the dance in flight.
With the skies, I am one.
I am high. I am freedom.
Music, it is your eyes I've found.
Iris of rythme, looking within eachother.
I flow n ecstatic motion.
The sound, an ocean.
My movement is a symbol,
of my struggle, my Saga.
In balance with universe,
we have a secret communication.
In variation of drum,
I translate a physical story,
A message just recited.
The sound manifests.
To the drum, spirit in expression.
To the drum, a poetic obsession.
-Ahmad/19
