Steemit Open Mic Week 87 - Love at War - Silver Screen (original)

It's been while, but here is a live version of the song silver screen, performed by Love at War - @thisisjordan, myself and Damien Ricaud.

It's song that never feels finished - It is still a place to explore - Maybe, it always feels like an incomplete puzzle. I have continued to play with and change, it has been a large part of my development as a person aswell as a musician. Helping to document my experience with spirituality and/or mental illness.

I can't help but feel it will be forever be a work in progress. A letter to myself.

Much thanks to @luzcypher.

And don't forget to vote for @pfunk to keep him in the top 20 witness list!

Em G
I slipped into the silver screen, It felt just like a movie scene
D D
All dressed in white, Searching for gold
Em G
Searching for colours, Rainbows and gold
D D
Wading through bodies and dancing through souls like this

Em G
They’re all just too slow for this, August isn’t cold like this
D D
Taking control, Tryna hold on
Em G
Whilst tryna let go like this
D
Patience

C C G D
All wrapped in gold, All wrapped in gold, All wrapped in gold

Em
A look in your eyes
G
Oh you’re so kind
D D
The soul doesn’t lie, Though fantasy tries
Em
Have I sold my soul for this
G D
Patience

C C G D
All wrapped in gold, All wrapped in gold, All wrapped in gold

Em G
I slipped into the silver screen, It felt just like a movie scene
D D
All dressed in white, Searching for gold
Em G
Searching for colours, Rainbows and gold
D D
Wading through bodies and dancing through souls like this

POEM

Life is a succession of lessons.
Be trusting (have faith), stay present,
Take part.
Take notice.
Always.
Hold on to nothing.
Every sun rise is an opportunity,
an open page,
a blessing.
Yes, death is the only certainty.
And yes. mistakes will always happen.

Make them.
Make a million.
And - Find joy in your sorrow.
Remember fault is never a question.
Time goes by.
In this slow show.
The slow and painful death.
The crazy but beautiful, slow and painful death.
The crazy...
Repetitive.
Mundane.
and then wow.
You’re alive.
You're vulnerable.
You are on the edge.
Of something, but then,
its just nothing.
Again.
Slower,
and then slower,
until something.
Again.
And then nothing.

Change.
the way you dress.
Change the way you speak.
Hold your head high.
You are a poet,
Don’t wait.
Flaunt it, show it,
fake it,
make it,
make mistakes.
fail,
live,
and only then,
Die.
This is why the gods envy you.

Em G
You slipped into the silver screen, It felt just like a movie scene
D D
All dressed in white, Searching for gold
Em G
Searching for colours, Rainbows and gold
D D
Wading through bodies and dancing through souls like this

If there is anything that I can learn from this performance its not too sing at such a low range. Thats my opinion, still there is always next week for development. x