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…