Devon Gillespie performs a spoken-word piece about marching to the beat of your own drum. He weaves everyday moments like waking up and finding a dollar into musical metaphors, D-sharp and G-flat, to celebrate creative independence and standing out on your own terms.
I'm marching to the beat of my own drum. I'm marching to the beat of my own drum. Hey, it's a good day. Woke up today and thought my life away, and I think that I've always found a way. No, I don't want the attention. Don't you get it? My comprehensive brain gives me every engine, and I'm Might help you save the plot. Like, what do I do just to make my sins right? Damn, I didn't think of that. My songs will be heard like a D sharp. You know that I be black like a G flat. Cherubs singing to me while I play harp. In the flow like Moses on the disco. Found a dollar on the floor, where does this go? I know I love my ego. My own rhyme says we go. Go, go, go. I'm marching to the beat of my own drum. I'm marching to the beat of my own drum. I'm marching to the beat of my own drum. I'm marching to the beat of my own drum.
