Music Within The Notes

Early Life Crisis

I wanna create something beautiful.
Sing a song that can find it's way back home.
I wanna leave my print on the world,
Sing a song that will speak the dreams we've left behind...

Back when I was a lil child,
I had dreams to be something big.
Make something to outlast my boring gig.
Write a song to outperform Shakespeare.
But I'm far too young for my dreams so dear.
I wish I knew how I'd make it big.
Make myself fly with these wings of twigs.

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I wanna create something beautiful.
Sing a song that can find it's way back home.
I wanna leave my print on world,
Sing a song that will speak the dreams we've left behind...
I'm having such an early life crisis.
I'm way too young for this bullshit.

Brisk was the night when my sorrows took flight,
It was a dark time for us all.
Withhold the thoughts you've faced,
Worrying if I'll leave with a trace.
I have dreams like a shooting star and you've always told me to go far.
I'm young like you've always said,
But it's time for me to follow my brothers who have fled.

[Chorus]

I wanna create something beautiful.
Sing a song that can find it's way back home.
I wanna leave my print on world,
Sing a song that will speak the dreams we've left behind...
I'm having such an early life crisis.
I'm way too young for this bullshit.

One day I'll tell my parents I've come a long way.
Look at the past and remember how they've worried everyday.
If only they knew I've worried the same,
But my determination was to blame.
I've finally wrote my path,
Crawling through life's greatest wrath.
Here I stand before them all,
Knowing I created something beautiful that climbed over my tallest walls.

I've crawl through this strife in this early life crisis.