[00:00.657]Zack Hemsey -Empty Room
[00:13.276]You never know your shot at fame is over till it passes
[00:17.217]Till the hourglass is empty and it's backwards
[00:20.127]And in the vacuum you just wonder how this happened
[00:23.177]As the artist in you now gets enveloped inside a casket
[00:27.01]I've put much money and time into this passion
[00:29.976]Never really thought it would end in quite this fashion
[00:33.478]But life is what it is and I'll never regret the path
[00:36.527]I'm just depressed my art never made it to reach the
[00:39.177]masses
[00:40.397]Just average,no better and no preferred
[00:42.968]I guess I felt I had something worthy to give this
[00:45.768]world
[00:46.560]Perhaps it was conceit to have thought I would move the
[00:49.510]herd
[00:49.860]Ego to think I'd lead to new standard with note and
[00:52.461]word
[00:53.226]And foolish to believe a new paradigm would spur
[00:56.603]But though absurd I won't apologize
[00:59.341]I won't acknowledge my pursuit was just an empty try
[01:02.471]So be advised and have the knowledge from this poem
[01:05.73]occurred
[01:05.924]This from the greatest artist in the world you never
[01:08.374]heard
[01:16.481]Well it don't matter I'm sitting inside an empty room
[01:20.88]Alone with no one present to hear the music boom
[01:23.310]Like Beethoven or Bach without a chance to bloom
[01:26.583]Or for Shakespeare's words never to be consumed
[01:30.37]I just hope that one day my work will be exhumed
[01:33.362]To infuse with higher levels now un-pursued
[01:36.520]And that maybe the spirit in this will surge
[01:39.709]And turn the world into something in which I'm heard
[01:47.492]I'm inside these four walls
[01:50.57]I feel confined by four walls
[01:53.462]Yes,my mind is four walls
[01:55.939]Where thoughts come forth and design rhymes for y'all
[01:59.833]Just my flow,the audio and my pen
[02:02.334]Well,written it's a 10
[02:04.63]But no audience attends
[02:05.932]Still I can't give in
[02:07.382]The feeling won't descend
[02:09.293]I don't do this just because,there's a cause I defend
[02:12.415]So the music never ends
[02:14.78]I'm not the caged bird that never sings
[02:16.431]I'm the bird in the cage that breaks his wings
[02:19.507]Trying to escape from where I feel trapped
[02:22.362]So I keep shouting my raps
[02:23.898]The sound waves bouncing back
[02:25.599]It hits my frame,recharges my spirit
[02:28.749]Then clicks my brain,responds with lyrics much
[02:32.402]stronger than the last
[02:33.852]Some day this sonic blast
[02:35.766]Will cause these walls to crash
[02:37.316]And the mass can be exposed
[02:39.632]To the greatest never known
[02:41.558]Grown by the desire and the fire that inspires real
[02:44.908]writers
[02:45.755]And to all of them I've shown
[02:48.315]That when I arrive they will cheer
[02:50.415]But all the while I've been here
[02:52.115]All the while in this square
[02:54.17]Waiting for someone to hear
[02:56.959]Or them just to lend an ear
[03:02.912]Well it don't matter I'm sitting inside an empty room
[03:06.47]Alone with no one present to hear the music boom
[03:09.493]Like Beethoven or Bach without a chance to bloom
[03:12.891]Or for Shakespeare's words to never be consumed
[03:16.349]I just hope that one day my work will be exhumed
[03:19.588]To infuse with higher levels now un-pursued
[03:22.839]And that maybe the spirit in this will surge
[03:26.32]And turn the world into something in which I'm heard