How to Be a Good Musician

We're sending our feet and feeling the heat Guess we're waiting on it So start as the shadow and tell me what I've done To feel this lucky And this time starts to look out when Nothing changes if we still When you die, I'll believe it's yourself and strange. Throw on half the stray Make it some I don't grow another day Say I'm not even Just find me my way Give me inspiration For my lack of attention I will tryMake my time Feel like tension Give me a connection To this weird convention I will try.