I've been vibing to this track for the past week!Its so deep and has so many layers that blissfully unfold as the song progresses! Amazing lyrics! Big ups Corrine!! I hope you can feel what I feel when I hear this track, absolute surrendering to jazz.

Ramble

I began to write a story yet can't recall its beginning or end. Social structures inhibit the minds true potential to improve the real issues that hinder us all. Universal beings pretending not to know that we all truly belong together. With music's notes and the sounds of life's screams and joys I reminisce on all the loves that have been lost. These riotous thoughts exhaust my daily mind. I play games in the day dreams, which is the personal preference that most of us would love to permenantly inhabit. But what does this prefernce say about our reality. Is it not satisfying enough that we feel we must always escape. This nonsense, non allowing, creative tyrant reality filled with rules and limitations. These empty careers in search of self made happiness, telling our physical brains its functions are limited, that the truth is unknown and can't be reached. How that substances assist the final result and can release this knowledge but the sobriety of self deters all the intellecutal growth. How have the complexities of emotions been categorized, understood, and underminded. I told myself today that all the social constrictions are to be thrown away, dismissed. This is just a ramble on a rainy day and meant to be taken lightly.

The Inescapable Truth

This air is the height of a thousand men
weighing down like bricks on my chest,
beating my heart deep in this mess that makes up my mind.
Sweet caress, a slight brush against me,
washes away all the impurities of yesterday.
The mysteries begin to consume me,
chaotic thoughts of what the tumultuous future brings.
Men's eager search for our homes demise,
for self recreation, for self.
All engaging sensations of the right cortex's elations,
When will it ever be enough?
Is enough all there is to please you?
The suffocation is returning,
its taunting visit elegantly streaming down the windpipe only to seal it shut.
The heavy motion of your step solidifies it.
It leaves me stranded in between the then and now,
which time really exists?
Today moves with the wind and I demand to be released of all the restrictions my mind imposes on me.
The imprisonment of self is such a pitiful state to escape.
Now raise the glasses you claim to be full and drink to the freedom we state to own.

Django Reinhardt - J'attendrai Swing 1939

I absolutely love Django and sadly only discovered his meliflous strings recently...hope you enjoy it as much I do! Le jazz est magnifique...