Lyrics

[Verse]
Kenneth Clark in the studio light
Chasing dreams through the dead of night
Back in the day when the spark was young
Every word I sang was a ladder rung

[Verse 2]
I pen the lines that recall the past
Moments engraved
I thought they'd last
With an old notebook and a glass of time
The echoes of youth
They rhythmically rhyme

[Chorus]
Back in the day where it all began
With a mic in hand and a simple plan
They'll remember me
The boy who sung
Before the world hit me where it stung

[Verse 3]
The beats
They roll like the tides of then
Each chord a flashback to where I'd been
Kenneth Clark makes a melody for you
Hope these notes sound like something true

[Bridge]
Tell me
Does the sound flow like I dreamed
Or did the years take the gleam it seemed
But here I am
The same old pen and song
Making verses in a world that's gone

[Chorus]
Back in the day where it all began
With a mic in hand and a simple plan
They'll remember me
The boy who sung
Before the world hit me where it stung