The Musician My name is Chris, I'm a guy, I'm a musician. This is where I keep stuff I write and music I enjoy. If you would like to email me, please feel free to send one to themusician.tumblr {at} gmail {dot} com

You can read a little bit more about me here. I also contribute to Grace Notes.

Photos and quotes are original unless otherwise credited

Let Your Light - Ben Abraham

Written 4 days ago

"My love for her was like the stars, she couldn’t always see them but she knew they were there."

— Chris

Written 2 weeks ago

"The flowers I give you are going to wilt and fade but your heart will remain the same."

— Chris

Written 2 weeks ago

"Ive spent more time with music then I have with girls."

— Chris

Written 3 weeks ago

"She looked into my eyes and told me that she doesn’t love me and that she wasn’t the one I had been looking for."

— Chris

Written 3 weeks ago

"I followed your heart.,
Through lakes of fire that burnt.
I followed your heart,
Through barbs that pierced my skin."

— Chris

Written 3 weeks ago

"God, I need a good year…"

— chris

Written 4 weeks ago

Has anyone noticed I havent posted much the last 6 months?

I dont have the same thoughts I once did & I dont know why.

Is it a creative spirit saying good bye to me? Am I moving on to become someone else? Have I lost hope in all the words I once dreamt.

For 4 years of my life, I would write down everything my mind threw at me. Everything I wrote I felt never belonged to me. I tried to separate and split the 2 sides of myself. You see I never advertised this website, I never told any of my friends what I truly thought, all the crazy verses running around inside of me, they belonged to myself and to people I would never meet.

How I wanted my life to be was everything I wrote. I feel like I was never meant to be a romantic, that circumstances beyond my control molded me that way.

This side of me will never die, Its just becoming smaller with each passing month.

My future has never seemed so uncertain.

Written 1 month ago

"

To live on an island, free of jealousy, of want. A life that is fed one simple order, to survive. Now days life is to easy to survive that we seek more and more to fill holes in our lives that don’t exist.

If only I could live on an island, free of people.

"

— Chris

Written 1 month ago

Listener - Wooden Heart

We are all born a broken people on their most honest day of living.

Written 1 month ago

"You bounce around my mind like a well written melody."

— Chris

Written 1 month ago

"These chords weigh more than the gold in your ring."

— Chris

Written 2 months ago

"She is undeniably attractive. Symmetry never defined her true beauty though…"

— Chris

Written 2 months ago

"You were too beautiful for me not to kiss."

— Chris

Written 2 months ago