LYRICS
There are thoughts that run through my head
Found them on pages of books I once read
Turned them into the words I once said
Now they’re the stories that I tell in bed
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Imma spell writer if you hear me sing
Imma spell writer my words might sting
Imma spell writer it’s a wisdom thing
Imma spell writer truth I bring
I tell them write them put them down
Pages are patient they listen to me
As I learn to listen my mind is set free
To be in my magic a wordsmith in flow
Swimming in all of the words that I know
I tell them write them put them down
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There is a feeling that’s not meant to stay
Please little feeling be on your way
All you feelings make my heart sing
Please little feelings turn into ink
I’ll tell you write you put you down
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I hear the echos reverb in my chest
Words on repeat so you’ll know the/norest
There are some stories that long to be told
They’ll drive me crazy until I am old
If I don’t tell them write them put them down
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I put the pen to paper everyday
Curious to know what my soul has to say
Clear out the cobwebs that clog my brain
thoughts spinning me around insane
If I don’t tell them write them put them down
[CHORUS]
CREATIVE TEAM
Cha Wilde: lyrics, vocals, piano, recording, production
JOURNAL
It’s too easy to think that the work I’m doing in this world doesn’t matter. It’s so easy to think it’s vain, self-important. Some internet troll actually called my artwork “vain” recently which has planted this idea in my head. Is the artwork I’m creating actually contributing to the world, my community? I know it is. People tell me all the time that it inspires them and still there is this weird feeling in me that what I’m doing isn’t helping. It’s just a doubt, I’m sure of it. A lot of the music and paintings I make are just messy sketches now and it’s taking courage to release them out into the world as they are, without weeks of fine tuning and polish. My work is raw now and I love the constant flow and rush of curiosity each morning. What will I create today? Sometimes, I get a little wiff of magic float my way in the song. I hear the medicine in it; the heart of one human expressing out into the universe for another human to receive it and beat with it. I’m the one putting the sounds out there first. I don’t know who will receive my sounds but I have faith that when they hit, they heal. I imagine the women out there (if that’s you, hello) who listen to my songs in the darker moments, at the end of the long day, in the hot bathtub and on the long car drives. I’m here with you. I create for you, with you in mind, in spirit. When I need inspiration, I think of you. When I wonder if I have a place in this world as an artist, I think of you.
It’s this social media world that has me questioning my place in society. An an artist, am I super important for our culture and evolution or am I fiddling around wasting time in a studio while other people (the real adults) get actual shit done for everyone. It’s too easy to think these dark little pesky thoughts. I delete the internet from my world and imagine I live in a little village in the jungle. I am the storyteller of the tribe. I sing the songs around the campfire that guide our souls through each day. I paint the pictures that capture our journey. I hold the deep sacred space for the others as they go inward to explore and evolve. My job as an artist is no little task and I choose to view it as the work of a medicine woman.
I hear this calling to me in my song today. I’m at the dining room table, home alone with a pine scented candle. Snow is on the ground outside. The whole world is quiet for the winter holidays and I’m creating a new song, a song just for today.
LOVE,
Cha Wilde
PS: I used auto-tune on my voice for the first time today. I’ve been stubborn to use it because I love my voice and wanted to show up authentically in all my songs. I’m ready now though to get funky with it and see what’s possible with this new toy. It’s not an excuse to sing off-key and get sloppy with singing. I’m still doing my best to sing perfectly on key and the auto-tune is just making me feel like Christian Aguilera because it’s adjusting my voice to hit smoothly where I normally shake a little because it’s just outside my reach. Dope.