Posts Tagged With: Frank Ocean

Thinkin Bout You/Doing it Wrong (Drake/Frank Ocean Mashup) by Alex Aiono

I had this video in my Youtube Favorites for some time and it randomly started playing. By the end of this cover song I was crying over a breakup I never had. Good music should tell a story, a truth that connects deeply. Now excuse me while I wipe my tears away and find a happier song, LOL.

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Oceans & Winds

Silence keeps me clear
Inside is filled with an ocean of truth floating to the top
It’s in the eyes that overflow
Won’t let you board this sinking ship

Company is a commodity I can’t afford
Touch makes me tenuous when I least expect it
When fears scream silence keeps me clear
Won’t let you sink or swim while I break & rust

No matter what we see, nothing shows us more than the opening of closed eyes
As the winds carry on, keep steady until you’ve reached something solid
What goes up must come back down
Round & round until you’ve found something worth stopping for

If you can close your eyes, I’ll find reason to open mine
Nothing to look forward to, maybe that’s why we keep looking back
You’re not what you say you are
You’re what you hope to be eventually
With hopes so high it’s no wonder you can’t touch the ground yet

Blow in from the West with the best of them
Forget about the mess we made as the clouds above move closer
A breath of fresh air
Round & round until you’ve found something worth stopping for

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Quote: No Church in the Wild

“What’s a mob to a king, what’s a king to a God, what’s a God to a non-believer who don’t believe in anything?”- Kanye West (No Church in the Wild)

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Filler (Ends With You)

Half of a heart ain’t much to live by.
Keep holding back although I don’t know why.
I don’t know the way to keep you inside.
Like the air that fills these lungs, I’ve got to open up to let you in.
To let you out without a doubt is something that I’m still learning.

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