Jett Stone

Jett Stone

 Evanston, Illinois, USA
BandRockSinger/Songwriter

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Lyrics

Valentine's Day March

Written By: Jett Stone

Stomping through puddles, no umbrella
Cold sneaking down my coat
Somewhere in the clay sky is an answer
A glimmer of hope--
Amid rain of worry

Rose petals scatter the subway seats
Valentine’s Day residue
Wet and wary in the underground
Traveling uptown, to see you—
To test us

[Today I’m taking a chance,
Today I’m taking a chance,
On something I never could find,
Real romance.]

Faces of the City move by so fast
In a whirlwind of routines we passed,
But that day we stopped—
We stopped.

[Today I’m taking a chance,
Today I’m taking a chance,
On romance,
Real romance]

Two years gone by
We’ve almost penned our poem
Let’s make mistakes together
Let’s not march these roads alone.

That Freedom Feeling

Written By: Jett Stone

My seat is mine from nine to five,
I lose my mind when I work this grind.

I gain some money, but I lose you,
I work this grind and I don’t know why.

My seat is mine, but is that it?
Let’s punch our screens, and re-learn to exist.

My brain lacks color, my legs aren’t free --
In that way they used to be

Let’s tip our desks and give our dreams a test
Before we brain waste and our art is dead

Rage, rage against the dying of art,
Art is free and never forget – so are we.

My brain lacks color, my legs aren’t free --
In that way they used to be

Let’s leave our corners, let’s leave this town
Dance out the door to that freedom sound,

Trade in our seats and chase that child’s song,
The one we took for granted when we were young.