Open mic

Open mic

The blend is sweet music in ears The keyboard rivals the unrest in my soul

The saxophone screams higher and louder The trumpet loses all control

The bass creates a crazy beat The drums rock in and out of time

Lyrics hit my head like taking a massive bump

There relevance ages well like an old fine wine

Influenced by the greats that came before me I’m motivated by what's to come

I wanted to be successful I felt I needed to be heard But now I’m having fun

A long day led to an interesting night the crowd is diverse it’s dark in here but the stage is lit

I absorb the atmosphere Rhymes form in my soul Through this open mic I found bliss