Updated: Jul 6, 2019
This is the first Humans&Harmonies (H&H) blog post. Every Friday, another H&H blog post will be released. Each post will have an associated song that you can watch and listen to via YouTube. Click HERE to listen to this weeks song called "Believe." In the future, the song will be written about somebody else's experiences instead of my own — but for this first post, I thought a song from my own perspective would help give H&H a strong start!
The lyrics to "Believe" are at the bottom of this page for reference.
It takes the right concoction of thoughts to motivate yourself to take drastic action. That's what this song is about.
I wrote "Believe." right after receiving a job-offer. I was proud; this would be my first real job. The start date was about three weeks after college graduation, it required 60+ hours a week, the home office wasn't too far from where I grew up, and it paid well. I had done it —16 years of schooling had paid off.
I contemplated signing the offer letter for a few days, but the longer I waited, the more I felt that something was wrong. I knew it was a great opportunity for me and I was confident in my ability. I began to imagine what would happen if I didn't accept the offer. I could hear my friends' dads saying "why didn't Cannon take that awesome opportunity?"
Those thoughts bothered me. I could hear each of the million reasons why it would be stupid not to capitalize on this moment. People work hard for years trying to get a job offer like this, and here I was about to piss it away.
All I knew was that my gut told me not to take the job. And sometimes you have to believe your gut.
Once I made that decision, it was game on — let the mental gymnastics begin. I had to rebuild the vision I had always had for myself after college. I had to justify why I was going against the grain. I had to construct someone new for myself to believe in. I almost couldn't fathom it: I wasn't taking the 9 to 5 job. What was I going to do instead?
The truth was, I wanted to travel and I wanted to try to make a living through music. I knew that seemed "young and naive" and I knew it looked like I was wasting the degree I had just earned. I knew I wasn't as talented as many musicians and I knew it would be practically impossible to financially swing it.
But I had a burning desire to do it. So I convinced myself that it was possible. And now I'm going to give it a shot.
they say I'm young and naive
they say son you've got to use your degree
go find a girl and start your family
they seem to know more 'bout my dreams than me
but I listen close and my heart screams
don't do something you don't believe
whoa, something you don't believe
don't tell me what do
voices inside my head
everyday I'm someone new
does that mean I don't know who I am?
everything that I hold true
I'm starting to question
there's something wrong with everything
so what can I believe? yeah
can I believe in me?
should I believe in me?
do I believe in me?
they say I'm young and naive
damn, that sounds a lot like me
my brain, it floods every scene
with colorful stories of make believe
when I write them down I am free