Going to Julliard in the day,
and walking the streets of New York at night.

Two educations.
Fusion between the two.

Genius.

So he listened and he learned.
He brought the night into the day.

Then receiving some positive attention,
he heads to France just after the War.

They needed a new sound.

Genius.

Embracing the love,
from another race.

New perspective,
not all of that color are racist.

Growth.

Returning to America,
it’s a new world.

Way worse than one imagined.

Stumble and Fall

Wouldn’t last long,
His French reign, a lifeline.

Able to stretch,
wings grew strong.

Found His Voice,
the rest is his story.