?[ar:Zack Hemsey]
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[00:00.65]Zack Hemsey - Empty Room
[00:13.27]You never know your shot at fame is over till it passes
[00:17.21]Till the hourglass is empty and it's backwards
[00:20.12]And in the vacuum you just wonder how this happened
[00:23.17]As the artist in you now gets enveloped inside a casket
[00:27.00]I've put much money and time into this passion
[00:29.97]Never really thought it would end in quite this fashion
[00:33.47]But life is what it is and I'll never regret the path
[00:36.52]I'm just depressed my art never made it to reach the
[00:39.17]masses
[00:40.39]Just average, no better and no preferred
[00:42.96]I guess I felt I had something worthy to give this
[00:45.76]world
[00:46.56]Perhaps it was conceit to have thought I would move the
[00:49.51]herd
[00:49.86]Ego to think I'd lead to new standard with note and
[00:52.46]word
[00:53.22]And foolish to believe a new paradigm would spur
[00:56.60]But though absurd I won't apologize
[00:59.34]I won't acknowledge my pursuit was just an empty try
[01:02.47]So be advised and have the knowledge from this poem
[01:05.07]occurred
[01:05.92]This from the greatest artist in the world you never
[01:08.37]heard
[01:16.48]Well it don't matter I'm sitting inside an empty room
[01:20.08]Alone with no one present to hear the music boom
[01:23.31]Like Beethoven or Bach without a chance to bloom
[01:26.58]Or for Shakespeare's words never to be consumed
[01:30.03]I just hope that one day my work will be exhumed
[01:33.36]To infuse with higher levels now un-pursued
[01:36.52]And that maybe the spirit in this will surge
[01:39.70]And turn the world into something in which I'm heard
[01:47.49]I'm inside these four walls
[01:50.05]I feel confined by four walls
[01:53.46]Yes, my mind is four walls
[01:55.93]Where thoughts come forth and design rhymes for y'all
[01:59.83]Just my flow, the audio and my pen
[02:02.33]Well, written it's a 10
[02:04.06]But no audience attends
[02:05.93]Still I can't give in
[02:07.38]The feeling won't descend
[02:09.29]I don't do this just because, there's a cause I defend
[02:12.41]So the music never ends
[02:14.07]I'm not the caged bird that never sings
[02:16.43]I'm the bird in the cage that breaks his wings
[02:19.50]Trying to escape from where I feel trapped
[02:22.36]So I keep shouting my raps
[02:23.89]The sound waves bouncing back
[02:25.59]It hits my frame, recharges my spirit
[02:28.74]Then clicks my brain, responds with lyrics much
[02:32.40]stronger than the last
[02:33.85]Some day this sonic blast
[02:35.76]Will cause these walls to crash
[02:37.31]And the mass can be exposed
[02:39.63]To the greatest never known
[02:41.55]Grown by the desire and the fire that inspires real
[02:44.90]writers
[02:45.75]And to all of them I've shown
[02:48.31]That when I arrive they will cheer
[02:50.41]But all the while I've been here
[02:52.11]All the while in this square
[02:54.01]Waiting for someone to hear
[02:56.95]Or them just to lend an ear
[03:02.91]Well it don't matter I'm sitting inside an empty room
[03:06.04]Alone with no one present to hear the music boom
[03:09.49]Like Beethoven or Bach without a chance to bloom
[03:12.89]Or for Shakespeare's words to never be consumed
[03:16.34]I just hope that one day my work will be exhumed
[03:19.58]To infuse with higher levels now un-pursued
[03:22.83]And that maybe the spirit in this will surge
[03:26.03]And turn the world into something in which I'm heard