Written and performed by Elijah Ocean. Recorded on 10/25 in Portland, Maine.
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You’ll get no grief from this town for being a rebel

But they’ll probably get you on a federal level

They’ll put you in prison and brand you a felon

And you’ll get the death penalty as a lesson

And I’m guessing that you’ll never get into heaven

If I was you I’d be counting my blessings

I strongly believe in a matter of time

You’ll find what you need in the back of your mind

But what do you need?

What is it you seek

to set you at ease

and to help you feel peace?

You need to be free

Really pleased and complete

With that look in your eye

So become colorized

Because you’re too much like an old black and white TV

Well I’d normally say that bridges freeze first

But in your case they’re burning and that’s not the worst

What should be respected you treat just like dirt

You should learn that your friends don’t deserve to be hurt

So perk up your ears keep your senses alert

Or you’ll be left dead with your reflexes burnt

I strongly believe in a matter of time

You’ll find what you need in the back of your mind

But what do you need?

What is it you seek

to set you at ease

and to help you feel peace?

You need to be free

Really pleased and complete

With that look in your eye

So become colorized

Because you’re too much like an old black and white TV

It’s snowing in town tonight, it’s coming down

I’m going to sleep while you’re running around

Looking within is not about being out

It’s about putting down what you can’t live without

So give me a shout if you need helping out

I’ll get off the couch and I’ll come plow you out

I strongly believe in a matter of time

You’ll find what you need in the back of your mind

But what do you need?

What is it you seek

to set you at ease

and to help you feel peace?

You need to be free

Really pleased and complete

With that look in your eye

So become colorized

Because you’re too much like an old black and white TV

“What is it, in short, that the left hemisphere is so astonishingly good at? It isn’t speech or sign, but something more abstract that is a common denominator of both. It may have to do with what David Corina and his colleagues call “compositionality”. In a compositional system, a finite number of building blocks, meaningless in themselves, combine to yield units packed with meaning. The building blocks can be consonants and vowels or, as scholars now know, hand-shapes, locations and movements. These elements recombine according to a set of rules to create the words of human language. These words in turn are ordered by still more rules to make phrases and sentences. So few ingredients, so many possibilities.”

Maybe one thing thats makes us ‘artists’ is our ability to apply this mental capacity to forms. Hm, Language of Form?

Haha, awesome!

Amazing and haunting

Photo taken 10/23, Allston