Drumming!!

Im sitting there on a little chair,

Just sit there and thought.
In my head there are sounds,
Peoples who speak, the noise is loud.
Its never just quiet; never quiet are my minds,
Until I take the sticks in oth hands.
!hen it egins...
!he ase start to eat, "our on the "loor
It eats like my heart, like some ones on the door.
!he hi#hat comes so"tly and easily to the ase,
$oes "aster and "aster like in a race %raise and raise&
!he highest sound plays my emotions down,
!he snare goes loud, goes round and round.
!he eat tell you just one thing, what I am,
'ut only the "ill#in show you who I really am.
(rom down to up and then return,
!o the "loor tom so "ast, your sticks urns
!he high and the middle "aster and "aster
In the "ill in you show the master.
)t the end you get a crash ride
)nd everything is out o" your mind.
*ow its the time just to play your li"e
$o under in the sound, its time to dive.
(eel the eat, how you play loud
*othing can stop you let everything out.
Play with the tens, play with the parts
Its you thing, your li"e, your arts
!hat why I love when I just playing drum,
*othing to think, just the sound+s going around.
)nd Im just sitting on the ackside on the set,
Its ama,ing the "eeling, I will never regret.
)nd i" everyody and everything goes out o" my li"e,
I will play drums, it+s who I am--