Welcome to Sacramento
By Ninefingers on March 3, 2024 8:04 pm
This is a song about making my way to Sacramento by way of Bakersfield. I spent some time in the city of oil refining my temperament so that I could then keep on traveling upward and onward to enjoy the city of trees as a healthier and kinder person. The original beat for this was made for me by Connor Helm in Sacramento. The OG version has that sped up choir sound going through the whole thing however he sent me all the stems so I separated those out and pulled most of the melodic elements out of the beat for this, and then kind of placed the different parts of the drum set all around and left it super sparse to just focus on the words. Not sure if I'll continue to move the song in this direction or not when I prep it for real deal recording. Feel free to let me know if you think it's too sparse. This isn't really intended to be a Song song, but rather an introduction to a series of hip hop songs I plan on putting together in Sac with mostly Sac producers and musicians.
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I said that love was only made to burn
But I was burnt I was jaded, didn’t think I could return
To a time and a space, where I could feel love with a straight face
Palm to the face, the aftertaste of the pillow case
I put my misery out of its misery, paralyzed by the
Ninth degree burns of a head and heart injury
That’s no way to live, it’s no way to be
I trapped my sadness in my songs so I could walk away and be free
‘Cause life is beautiful, and I can see that now
The rain leads to rainbows, the heartbreak to new songs
I’d been treading water for 900 days too long
I’d latched on to my old memories and feasted on the carrion
But that’s all over now, today’s a brand new day
I’d like to learn to sing and dance, ballet and broadway
Tell me your stories and sing me your songs
I’ve been working on my harmonies, I’ll try to sing along
I crossed the fields of oil searching for the land of trees
The sun was beating down on me, it drove me to my knees
I was feverish with heat, of 900 degrees
Because when love can’t be expressed it burns you up like a disease
I want to be loved, but more importantly to love
And so I bathed in the two rivers and I made peace with the flood
Now I am learning to commit which has me feeling so enriched
Because the grass is always greener on the side in which you water it
The grass is always greener on the side in which we water it
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