Source of These Creations

Picture me in the crowd But no one can point me out Cause they don't know who I am I am just the source of these creations When I get down The music it helps me out Just listen I am the sound The feeling you're getting Is all my contemplations I been contemplating Life is filled with many complications So my medication Is at night when I just sit there meditating Picture me in the crowd But no one can point me out Cause they don't know who I am I am just the source of these creations