Waitless(Keep Drifting)

Well, this one took a little while to get out of me

Waitless (Keep Drifting)
Lyrics by Prof. Mayfly

(verse 1)
Well i get frisson like a motherfucker
And i get visions like no other brothers, and sisters
This is for a moment in time
I think that most of my mind likes to rhyme at least most of the time.
I tangle up the spider silk and it’s riveting.
I’m throwing out entitlement for enlightenment
I’m done fighting it, I really fucking like this shit.
I was so worried that you wouldn’t be alright with it.
But imma will it into being, it’s thrilling when you see that its all relative
Mass space time velocity and energy
Look
Einstein proved it mathematically so don’t you tell me research conflicts with spirituality
Just face your setbacks and your fallacies you practically cracked me and my ego
I’m free though to leave, or love, and I’ve got shit to do
So ill be riddling through the dilation I’m patient
This thin walled casing, A stress evaluation It’s way too gradient
It’s gonna take a spectrograph to measure that
As a matter of fact, it probably won’t stay in tact.
Rip your life from the tracks Throw the dice in ya pack,
take a chance, quick glance, I trance
Look mom no hands!
Imma do what i can, from new york to japan while im taking my stand
with no fans
Wait, what is this frequency that speaks to me my brain hertz, thats resonant
Man i dont think that i remember in between all of my residence and dismemberments
Its kind of pleasent like i’m alway home, and thats the reason why ive always grown thats the reason why i love my own,
And my enemy remeber me i wanna be a laureate, and just got published
I work for the public then head to the pub kid.

(Chorus)
So maybe i should wait less, or maybe i’m just weightless
Or maybe i should maybe i just, maybe its just wait less
So maybe i should wait less, or maybe i’m just weightless

And keep drifting…

(verse 2)
But who am i to persuade you?
And who am i to evade truth?
Cooped up I’m ruthless, i’ve gotta find truth
If i reach the last page will i reach that last stage and fade?
Or is this sentience a mere reflection of a transient intention of a universal consciousness.
I’ll stay on top of it Ill be the page of swords
I’ve never been adored, but i look forward to the taste of maybe making it
I really just get bored…
I wish that i could just live in my dreams
Because it seems human being really isn’t my thing.
Bring in the sunshine, fuck me man Im way too lucky
I think i understand feeling
I think i get that real things, are not the same as reality
I think i finally understood why everybodys always so god damn mad at me
They’re not.

(Chorus)
So maybe i should wait less, or maybe i’m just weightless
Or maybe i should maybe i just, maybe its just wait less
So maybe i should wait less, or maybe i’m just weightless

And keep drifting

Verse 3 (Spoken)
When a particle reaches it’s highest frequency and escapes the system there is a flash of light.
We know based on mass relativity that theoretically at the speed of light mass would be infinite.
Enlightenment: the search for your souls resonant frequency. The eradication of the human barrier, the ego. For in that moment the particle is one with the whole of the universe. Every tensor of existence is expressed briefly through the static. For an amount of time we express as zero that exists forever and not at all . All mediums have the power to resonant energy is contained within the system.

Where and when are you afraid of going?

(Chorus)
So maybe i should wait less, or maybe i’m just weightless
Or maybe i should maybe i just, maybe its just wait less
So maybe i should wait less, or maybe i’m just weightless

And keep drifting…

I get it

https://soundcloud.com/subtle-keystrokes/i-get-it

I get it

I said one day the wide eyed child will be spectacular.
Until then check my vernacular until then count my degrees

you might just see with binoculars.
You couldn’t catch me with ya oculars.
Arrests me officer for the haze :i carry on, I’m like the bronze third place makes haste try and Chase I doubt you’ve tangoed at my pace with such haste and consistency,
I’m entranced in my philosophy
No I’m exactly what you thought I would be minus the doctorate and all the trees, shit

but I’ll get it and I get it.

I’m about to master this
Look at me I’m blasphemous.
Probably assumed that I had half of this.
So maybe I should ration it,
I can’t figure how to package it
Addicted to a world exactly the way that I craft diffract and captured it.
Take the toss the torch is lit. Why the hell you forcing it
No one overnights a Porsche and shit
Chilling on porches gorgeous girls cigar in lips
Man don’t get ridiculous of course you have to work for it.
And that demands attention,
Nah man that demands retention.
Sure there fucking tension in the lifeline
More likely I’m mentioned this bite I’m
Suppressing with my clenched jaw.
Freeze thaw.
Everything breaths.
So everything needs a bit of oxygen.
I guess that I’m toxic then
I’ll be posted round the bend.
Watching the river from the shore.
Once again a warrior, back to the wall.
Don’t get involved
check the resolve of a flawless man.
Such elastic temperament
back and forth like rubber bands.
Falls in line like grains of sand.
But you can’t take the hits he can
Holy shit he’s up again.
But I get it, and I get it

I guess I need to speak.
I have so much to say.
Close your eyes and tell the dark.
No one listens anyway.
I’ll be exactly what I want to be
Try to stop or copy me
Try to get atop of me ahead of my head
so much time I spent just makin sure it was fed
And making words from what I meant to feel
Clearly selfishly for my appeal.
Clearly heals me that’s the deal
With this Mayfly.
You wanna over analyze everything well fine.

But I get it, and I get it

Weeping Willow

you know i’m not quite sure why i never posted this track on my blog. It’s rather different than the things i normally work on and yet everything i work on does feel rather different from all else. I wanted to post it now though because it’s a great way to express the inward healing energy that reciprocates self growth.

without further ado: here is the track with lyrics below.

..Io:Weeping willow Lyrics:oI..

I am a weeping willow (x3.5)

Because, I take care if me I don’t need you to. Self love reciprocates growth like a flower vase don’t let it break basket case. But I guess you figured let it linger just a little longer, lookI’m up and away from the chatter I’m mad as a hatter I’m filling my bladder with a 40oz bottle to the dome. I’m like a garden gnome waiting for the sunset steal me from my lawn or rip me like a bong. Lift me from the pawn tune type of mood that I used to cruise down a one way street blaring. Staring at the sun and swearing if make it there where picnics replace panic and the pixies dance in the rain. Id be one of a kind except (accept) were one in the same. I wonder if sane is a sound assessment, but what’s the question. I’m just a pine needle dripping sap big balling piece of half assed theories can you tell me that the sky won’t fall chicken little fiddle to the riddles of the dungeon folks spoke to me oh how inquisitive.

I am a weeping willow (x3.5)

When we say. Welcome to earth good luck living here. It’s a big bad fairy tale welcome to the never ever woods realm of the elves on the shelf and the daze by my self. Id rather hide behind some trees with kush blowing slowing down to a halt I am repart and hearts in the west fall and rise in the east. Is it true that you can shape shift, for every second second wasted another slump into my quiet research for perfection. Never resting. Take a load off I’ll put the load on Distributed evenly yea even me. I get the funky feeling of a feather weight champion. But I’m like a bottle of run dumb my idols I’ll become one Sensai it isn’t true some say it isn’t true some say times falling through the cracked skull skilled magician listen to him love himself and stay focused hocus pocus while still engulfed in the study buddy mentors that meant more to a scientific frontiers in my eyes at the thought of a lost cause me to the face myself. Race myself into a time machine dreamscape-goat of a free land damn I’m feeling murky so undeserving feel the hurting in my veins pain staining muscles through the blood pumped straight to my center starts imploding compassion back tracks my green scape back flashed and I half asked how could I live forever if I am just a weeping willow.

I am a weeping willow (x3.5)

The dreamweaver (poem song and drawing)

Lyrics/Poetry:

I am a dreamweaver
a truth seer in this worlds theater
peaking from puckered edge of ethereal plane in plain view
i see the difference but i realize were the same too
many times before i’ve lost my center in a balancing act
but didn’t trust that each of this is an ancient artifact
of art or fact where arts official not artificial if its de la soul
Ill hardly trickle down the tickled landscape of a rolling road
As i’m expanding i don’t think ill ever find one home
but plan to roam to rome and let all of OUR thoughts implode…

Jut like that something happened in the frozen tundra of that hectic hallway
as if to say this worlds a cradle and the love it shove is with me all day
Self Centered egotistical and arrogant they all say
but how many others can you call upon for help always and in All ways
I took grip in that tall haze and broadened my small gaze
past the tidal waves of consumption into a world of active passivism and passive activists

Blissfully and playfully i was cast into the spiders web where i sent a signal outward as to say
i know now not to announce that im the one when were all one and at once i didnt wonder
why the whispers extrapolated exasperated I said wait THIS CANT BE HAPPENING
but it was and id seen it coming so my disregard fo fumbling rose and the sun shone
bright as the plights of angels of the star striped trail of tear me open and my ego froze
dove into myself and left my lungs exposed to the wind you have to win you have to win
you have to wind me up and let me loose perception always seemed to seam me right back up
I dont need to be a warrior or worry or war with the worms of the earth for they too came here
and they too frame fears and try to see the picture, I dont doubt it when i carry my heart in my hand
because my heart is a fist full of pink inklings that isnt wishful thinking and there is no risk of sinking
So lets go let go jump in and swin youre so caught up in control that you’re sure to mis evereything
and it’s all so fucking beautiful

All i know is that i came from the earth and i came for the earth to unearth all the worth and
coerce all the cursed into a blessing because this world is the birth of the search and
it starts with me
no it starts with you
so say it starts with me
say it starts with me

Over Well- mme & Hear to have fun

ok so these 2 are polar opposites but i never posted Over-Well mme and it deserves a fair chance to shine.

Over-well-mme is the glass half empty

Hear to have fun is the glass half full and both are beautiful in their own ways.

Also this is where professor mayfly really came to life he was an idea of mine formulated in drawings but Prof. MayFly really is my alter ego that is me as a lyricist he contrasts subtle keystrokes in that he is aggressive and specific and everything needs to be perfect

Subtle Keystrokes goes with the flow and plays it by ear i talk about the difference in overwell me i hope you like it

Lyrics: Over-Well-mme

So overwhelmed and underdressed fairly blessed and not impressed. The birdy built a nest and quickly learned that leavings best pushed the hatchlings to the plummet from the summit some found summer flights and some found the concrete would take their week old life but that’s alright. Survival of the fitness it’s primal and it’s kiddish I’m kidding I mean childish… I’m on me mean child shit. Meanwhile slip and fall and call for hands when all these handouts left me looking for no ones hands and out. Man down man down it’s time to man up. He stood still till the ash settled. And chuckled lightly to the sky. Let out a samurais cry and found balance in the acts of megalomaniacs it doesn’t take a brainiac to see that madness stems from reason and reason stems from madness and the craziest motherfuckers understand better the type of things the molded youth never found use with but it’s useless until catastrophe proves it and there’s no parade for the jaded who saw what was coming and emptied his savings. He headed for te hills and lost site of the city which he’d thought was plopped upon said hill. A sun god centers himself and says he doesn’t need help he’s got it all figured out himself centered entered even more unbalanced than they had made him out to be. He tries to smother the clutter with theory upon theory upon one another sliding together like butter. So professor mayfly thrives and comes alive with hive mindset. He’s tryna finance the chance to make it out alive. He takes waste and biodegrades they call him ugly man tryin to optimize flutter time. Trying to rcognize half his ties to the ride home. But doesn’t get that’s it’s dynamic and he’s only scratched the surface leaving out a last dimension the rate of retention ought to be your last mention when you consider that you’re fenced in and blocked off from the office. You’ve been ostracized, and optimized past the point of ruptur and we can’t monitor this modulus we can’t even begin to evaluate the hypothesis come one and come all prof mayfly but he may fall and he’s not as tall as he thinks he is he’s not past the point of return because hasn’t left yet he hasn’t pressed yet into the waxy underbelly of the beast the thunder swelling from the east like swelling yeast in fermentation brings forth your liquid courage that won’t budge nudged in this direction shoved into another so far from the family you’ve lost touch with brothers so far from the famine you feast while some starve to be pantomime princes touched by the glimpses of twinkling distance for the very instance of an instant. With his Winston lips his sandstone teeth and a velvet fabrication of his livelihood, his motive is flourescent but unquestioned with every syllable placed like a class on a syllabus or craft rooms that fill with dust killing us because we’d let go so long ago the thing we scare out children out of holding and harnessing we industrialize perfection. Capitalize on power and watch flowers wilt…tilt the camera, silted hands for the geotechnical filthy lands for the free professionals. I’ll be at the festival nick heads screwed on questionable and suttle knows how to float and wonder together we argue we ponder, start each pay day amongst the working class pay grade feeling born again and different no time to pursue women or fancy linen not lost but winning playing into the same game each day a different player each place a different mayor each taste a different flavor. And stupidly sensitive, I could cry you a river I could draw you the figures and you still couldn’t figure this out

https://soundcloud.com/subtle-keystrokes/hear-to-have-fun

Lyrics:Hear to have fun

I said I guess I’m doing this in private. I mean I’m not gonna hide it but respect it’s like the inside of my eyelids so reading that’s like reading my mind. And I won’t be held responsible for a thin that you find.

I mean I’m just trying to live right were all just trying to live right so I’m just gonna live write make music then go back to sleep ill fulfill my hively duties in the middle the week. But if I have time then pay no mind to the fact that I’ll be living In the comfort of a world in side my mind.

And I’ll be saying one love because one love is something that connects us but you can’t make cookie cutter rules for the people on the move. The people who barely even move because they’ve grown scared from what they saw on the news. You can’t lose if you stay in bed Uncle Sam can tuck you in give you rice and bread pat you on the head warm milk and a lullaby.

If you’re gonna watch tv all day I think you’re better off closing your eyes. And if you ever catch yourself saying I never have time to relax then count the fucking minutes a day you spend on iPhone app laptops or on Facebook watching tv it playing video games and imagine spending that time doing something you actually wanted to do. The filler is the killer but you can’t lie. They’ve got you hypnotized to these franchises screens and all the fancy things they imagined up a risk less fantasy there’s nothing to lose except the fucking thing that makes you know tht your fucking you. Remember the first time you asked yourself and truly understood what you were asking why am I hear. You feel lightheaded from the fact that your concious of you conscious if you make time for that you then I promise. Doing wht you wanna do won’t seem like it’s the hardest thing in the world. Rember guys were just hear to have fun so everyone plays nice with everyone. Haha yea right who does that a punch with no punchback is like reading a fun fact it’s pretty worthless in the longrun but the reward is just enough to ensure you’re gonna come back.

Buncha kids no I’m not done with this grow up, and stay childish file your denial somewhere else I hope that it helps that you fucked yourself right over red rover send Nicolas a clover and make him lucky. Oh lucky me I understand there a world outside to see I value privacy and still act trustingly so trust in me.

The Benchwarmer Series Pt. 1 By Subtle Keystrokes & Prof. MayFly [Lyrical hip hop w/improv piano]

Hey everyone!

today i released a full length album on bandcamp. This is the first of many i plan to post to band camp as well as soundcloud. I have made a lot of music since i started messing with garageband back in 9th grade. Nowadays my equipment and software is much more professional. My mixing has improved tenfold and my ideas just keep getting farther and farther from the norm.

This album is a celebration of some of the tracks that got a good response as singles! as well as just some that i needed to have on the album.

Subtle keystrokes & prof. MayFly come together here in an epic way. bringing you vandalicious lyrics and improvised piano.

I hope you’ll take the time to check out my first band camp release of many to come

The Wake of a Snowflake

As you listen to this song i’d like for you to thing about what exactly it means to be alive

In my “christmas” song i chose to compare our existences to the fall of a snowflake

what exactly does a snowflake leave behind in its wake?

And is there any beauty in the chaos of a storm worth noting?

https://soundcloud.com/subtle-keystrokes/the-wake-of-a-snowflake

Fracture

I don’t know about everyone else but i’ve been stupid busy lately, even now i should absolutely be studying for the two exams i have before thanksgiving break. At the very least i should be doing laundry or going food shopping but lately i’ve had little to no motivation.

the world is big and beautiful and theres more to bite off than you could ever chew.

I’m feeling a little fractured and i wrote about it.

enjoy

https://soundcloud.com/subtle-keystrokes/fracture