SEYMOUR LIBERTY

This is the story of 1 filled with questions.
These are the effects of the evil twenties & how they change a man 4ever....

“Jubilation”

Words by Aaron M. Frison
Music by Patrice Rushen

Jubilation, jubilation,
Runnin’ circles around me
Hiding in the trees
So profoundly free
Inevitably…

2morro & yesterday,
pierce the clouds with romance,
& I won’t be afraid 2 lose another chance,
My heads wears a crown,
hurricanes can’t knock down
Deep as the deepest sea
& eveything underneath

Cuz there’s this urgency,
a sense of urgency,
so beyond belief,
so happy that I broke free,
& i’ll never turn back,
can’t feel the knives in my back,
A golden throne I rest upon…

If there is no end 2 this,
& if there’s ancient magic in a kiss
& the only thing that matters is xperience,
then I’ve been misled n2 this,
& wasted so much of my time…

Jubilation, jubilation,
Runnin circles around me
Jubilation, jubilation,
Runnin circles around me,
hiding in the trees…
& if I awake & I’m never famous then so what, 
like a hand 2 a glove I’ve got this life in my grasp, 
I’m a master, so move faster & faster..

What else 2 do? Nothin 2 prove
What else 2 do? Nothin 2 prove,
But laugh - ha ha ha!

If there is no end 2 this,
& if there’s ancient magic in a kiss
& the only thing that matters is xperiences,
then I’ve been misled n2 this,
& wasted so much of my time..
 

So play like children… play, play…

“Goodbye, Hello”


Written by Aaron M. Frison
Music by Gary McFarland 

Goodbye jagged road, hello new strangers
Its the magnetic pull & allure of the city lights,
lookin 2 find a way back 2 a place in the sun,
improvising the day, no plans no mistakes - jus 2 fly
& its like catchin lightnin’ in a bottle, 
spillin’ & slippin’ away like smoke.

But that old me is gone - I hope,
but it seems everywhere u go,
there u r,
peakin’ thru the mask.

After all, if we’re jus the composite of the places
we’ve been & all of the ppl we’ve seen…
thru many distant lands I’ve roamed,
the world is now my home,
but I’m still learning 2 be free,
free..

Give me the room 2 lose, 2 build, 2 choose, 2 rebuild..

Goodbye, hello…


peaking thru the mask.

“Mutual Possession”

Written by Aaron M. Frison
Music by TOKiMONSTA

Here it is… hiding in a place I’d never check, or left
wrapped around the parts i always 4get,
luminating dormant
Cruel and kind with greedy hands and sincere eyes
So many worlds in a single moment
 

U see the irony is - its mutual,
mutual possession like symphony
& u never know where u’re goin
& maybe that aint so bad after all

Inside my hands, inside my feet
are meadows & streams, the galaxies above
Hush all ur talk…
u’re blowin this way outta proportion

U see the irony is - its mutual,
mutual possession like symphony
u see the irony is - its mutual,
mutual possession like symphony

All is 1, magnified anew…

III. ACharlatan’sReturn

And here’s a story about being free…

III. ACharlatan’sReturn

And here’s a story about being free…

Written by Aaron M. Frison
Music by Thelonious Monk
Read by J-Heart 

November 7th, 2009

Dear Seymour,
I went for a drive today and I stopped by the old place with the big turtles - you know, by that highway?  I saw the rose man down there smiling at all the girls… haha.  Anyway - I miss you everyday.  Nothing is the same.  I only wish I’d seen it sooner.  I sent a hummingbird to watch over you - she knows all my secrets. Listen - I’ll never forget you.  I… I love…

- HER.

“Parable Of A Shiny Miracle”

Lyrics by Aaron M. Frison
Produced by J1
Synth bass & moog by Teeko 

There once was a king who had everything,
but rolled his dice loaded
He married a magazine queen 
who laughed & gambled her dreams,
pretending not 2 notice
Squandering x, wishful thinkin blind,
Another’s fragrance on his breath 2 many x’s,
she lost her mind & poured poison in his wine, n cried…

Miracles dont come a dime a dozen
& it still is cold, even in California,
& its clay 2 mold every mornin when u see
it is not as ez as it seemed 2 be the life b4..

A jack of all trades but a master of none,
walked the earth devoted
He vowed 2 find out y so much hurt & doubt,
such a search has no boundaries
After tasting the bitter 2 the sweet,
meditation brought him 2 this place…

Miracles dont come a dime a dozen
& it still is cold, even in California,
& its clay 2 mold every mornin when u see
it is not as ez as it seemed 2 be the life b4..

Cuz they’re alive & well around every corner,
even when u’re not lookin’…

“Parallel Universe”

Written by Aaron M. Frison
Music by Broadcast

Is there something always missin?
Nothing spared, much left 2 be found
But oh, try controlling the wind,
or provokin the deepest oceans
2 see how far u’ll swim…

& i cant tell u what it is but
ive lost something
maybe im 2 fargone 2 ever recover
I’ve gone mad absentminded,
conquer & divided, without…
without…

“Believe Nothing”

Written by Aaron M. Frison
Music by Dorthy Ashby 


A cryin shame, the end dont justify the means
Intentions dont change, but xpectations always fall short
Been down too many dead end streets
thru wishful thinkin n gambling
but only GOD knows where i belong, 
the nightingale’s song floating along

In luv, its mandatory 2 suffer like a maniac
In truth, 2 many paths 2 count
cuz in the blinking of an eye
everything gets turned on its side
& u begin 2 see y im so fuckin frustrated,
confusion’s an understatement..

U can say what u wont do, can say what u wont do 
but until u’re draped with ?’s…
Can fake all u want 2, can play if u want 2
but until u dont kno what 2 believe…
Nothing, believe nothing u cant stand on 4 urself
U can say what u wont do, can say what u wont do 
but until u’re draped with ?’s…
Can play all u want 2, can fake if u want 2
but until u run out of direction,
& xplanations
& religions,
& suspicions,
& religions

Am i a fool or is it over my head?
Should i pick up another book instead?
No no - no, lord, no…
…now my headfones have distortion!
Give me a clue or somethin tangible i can hold on2, im so confused
Oh, no way ive come this far,
no wheels no car….

“What X It Was”

Written by Aaron M. Frison
Produced by Black Spade aka Stoney Rock 

And we stole a kiss in every sidewalk cafe…
I can recall that we lost track of x,
laughing the afternoon away, having a ball,
under streetlights on Delmar Blvd,
there seemed so much 2 say,
a thousand things things that we mean
In that once upon a x u were all there was 4 me,
now we see…

that i didnt kno what x it was
I didnt kno that x was running out
Oh i didnt kno what x it was
Oh i didnt kno that x was running out

So we were young & mad,
so now it takes the blame
out of all the lonely roads i paved
Instead of what i knew was true, i was 2 blind 2 convey
Quite taboo, how things moved
so fast, it became much 2 late 2 say,
2 take it back… i couldn’t take it back
Do u kno what that means 4 me?
So now u see…

that i didnt kno what x it was
I didnt kno that x was running out
Oh i didnt kno what x it was
Oh i didnt kno that x was running out

Jus when i thought u knew me so well
Jus when i thought u knew me so well
Jus when i thought u knew me so well,
so well…

“Morning Papers”



Written by Aaron M. Frison
Produced by Jason ‘thedirtylynt’ Moore
Bass & guitar by Mugpush



Dont u bring me no mornin papers, u can keep that nonsense 2 urself
I say now dont u bring me no mornin papers, u can keep that nonsense 2 urself

While im on this tedious journey, u can keep that nonsense 2 urself
While im on this tedious journey, u can keep that nonsense 2 urself

Dont u bring me no mornin papers, u can keep that nonsense 2 urself