Tuesday Tunes

I change my name every once in a while
A miracle every once in a while
I create, I am a flame
A flame creator
A random name generator

Omg you guise!  Another Wilco song for Tuesday Tunes, who would have guessed?!  I know, sometimes the Wilco-lover over here gets a little out of hand, but I make no apologies for it.  Wilco is one of the few things to remain constant in my life...which is a weird fact. A fact I just realized the other day.  One of the kids asked me when I started to like Wilco and I instantly knew it was when I was a Sophomore in high school.  My brother introduced me to them via the album A.M. and later Being There, and Summerteeth.  Summerteeth is the one that stuck, the one that got me hooked. (Also, I'd like to kindly point out one of the many benefits of having a blended family is the age gap between siblings.  It's often seen as a negative, which I can understand when kids are very young, but when you reach your teen years, let tell you, it's very helpful, very cool even, to have older siblings in their twenties.)  Anyway, tangent over, back to Wilco...I started listening to Wilco when I was fourteen via A.M. and haven't stopped. 

Each album has held a new truth for me, sometimes more than one.  They have been there during my teen years which are obviously full of growth and turmoil for all of us.  I imagine any of you could name at least one album that you remember clearly from your teen years.  Summerteeth came out a few months before I graduated from high school.  A few years later Yankee Hotel Foxtrot appeared as I began my life as a "real adult" with a job I had earned on my own, and the beginnings of an adult relationship.  I still remember playing 'Reservations' for Tim for the first time.  Feeling that all I needed to say could be said for me by Jeff Tweedy.  I have fond memories of singing,  'My Darling' to Ben, Nate, and Syda when they were babies, connecting with 'On and On and On' after my father's death, and now this song as I go through another life transition. The songs that have narrated huge moments in my life is quite long, and luckily enough for me, I get to keep adding to it because Wilco is not done making albums! 

Their newest addition, Star Wars, was available as a free download on their website when it was first released.  As I type this, I've received a notification via email that they are almost sold out of vinyl copies.  So get over to wilcoworld.net and order if you're a vinyl enthusiast.  Better yet, I got an email notifying me that Wilco is coming my way in January, which means if you are on the East Coast, they are likely coming your way too.  This track off of Star Wars is my current ear worm.  I can't decide what specifically is catching my ear, it's all pleasing, but again Tweedy's lyrics stand out. As much as I love a good beat, or a good riff, nothing gets to me more than lyrics.  It's got to be the writer in me.  Tweedy doesn't fail to bring heartfelt words to our minds via a catchy song that whispers past our ears.  Take a listen and see if you don't end up humming this song by the end of the day. 

Random Name Generator - Wilco

Come on, listen to the wheel this way
I belong to the stars in the day
I ran away
Eternal instigator
Well, I was old
I remember the Milky Way, why?
I belong to the stars in the sky
Random name
Random name generator
Random name generator
Random name generator
Here, lonely in the coldest night
Somebody hold me in the diamond light
A narrator
Mr. Narrator
I want a name and a newborn child
A miracle only ever grows wild
It is a book instigator
A random name generator
I kinda like it when I make you cry
A miracle only once in a while
A random name
Random name generator
I change my name every once in a while
A miracle every once in a while
I create, I am a flame
A flame creator
A random name generator
Come on, cuff me to the weed with some wine
If I miss your breeze or you miss mine
I kinda like it when I make you cry
A miracle every once in a while
Come on, cuff me to the weed with some wine
I think I miss my family I found

I really love this live version.  You can also get the entire KEXP show here.

 

The studio version rocks pretty damn hard too.

Tuesday Tunes

Yes, I know it's technically Wednesday.  I think with the benefit of the holiday weekend though, yesterday was Monday for most of us and that makes today Tuesday (because it's after midnight).

Moon with a halo

Like a pearl in a peasant's hand

Song For Leaving - Brett Dennen

Like a southbound train
Here's a song for leaving
Don't you know the pain
It's a part of the healing


Moon with a halo
Like a pearl in a peasant's hand
Religion on the radio
Advertising a promised land


Everything that attaches
Someday falls apart
When the plan collapses
It can break your heart


Like a southbound train
This is a song for leaving
Don't you know the pain
It's a part of the healing
Like a southbound train
Here is a song for leaving
Don't you know the pain
It's a part of the healing



To the airport in the rain
Sadness seeping through
Leaving faith on a jet plane
Hurling through the blue

Love is the tear
That taught me to fall
Whispered in my ear
Soothing me to my soul



Like a southbound train
Here's a song for leaving
Don't you know the pain
It's a part of the healing



Quiet constellations
I don't walk through the night
Silent salutations
Under a southwestern sky
Battlegrounds behind me
Smoke in the trees
Memories to remind me
Puts my soul to ease



Like a southbound train
Here's a song for leaving
Don't you know the pain
It's a part of the healing
Like a southbound train
This is a song for leaving
Don't you know the pain
It's a part of the healing
This is a train
Get on the train
Get on the train...

Twelve

Ben is twelve today.  Each year I feel like most moms, incredulous because I can't believe that my first baby is getting older.  Then I do, because it's true, and incredible and I don't want to fight over it. The disbelief isn't due to a longing for him to be a an infant again, or any other younger age, it's simply a shock that so much time has passed so quickly.

Ben was born on a cloudy March morning and there was still plenty of snow on the ground, just like there is today.We had been hit with a snowstorm a few days earlier.  I remember thinking that he would come during that storm, because I had heard stories of "snow babies".  Thankfully he stayed put for a little while.  I'm pretty sure Tim and I thought we had more time before he would be joining us, first babies rarely arrive on their due dates and I didn't want to set up myself up for becoming more impatient than I already was.  Ben had his own plans though, and he knew when he was ready to enter the world and make us a family.

He's always known his own mind, felt comfortable in his skin, and been sure of himself. As he starts his last year as a "kid" I'm incredibly thankful that he has these traits.  There are many of us adults who are still working on this.  I'll be honest, I am completely envious of him in this regard.

He's adapted so well to some major changes this year, including his second year of public school, his first year in a regional school, the addition of some crazy puppies to our house (some who stayed and some who visited), and a new schedule.  He's become a more caring brother to Nate and Sydney and has really started to assume this new role of "Tour Guide/Adviser" with Nate to help him through school situations. He will actually play with Sydney, which I find 1) Adorable and B) Impressive because it's slightly unusual for a tween to hang out with a kindergartner.  But he does it when she asks (sometimes), he reads to her, and he makes her laugh.  It's been a great year watching him grow into himself more and more.  I'm so proud of him, so amused by him, so challenged by him, so thankful for him, and most of all so infinitely grateful to be his mother. Thank you Ben, for being you!

Tuesday Tunes - Cover It Up!

I've been listening to a lot of cover songs lately.  No particular reason, except for the damn playlist on Spotify that has hijacked my ears.  Such a good problem to have!  I'm sharing some of my recent favorites, and some all time bests too.  Covers are a nice reminder of how things that we thought we knew can surprise us in wonderful ways.  Sometimes we forget that what we thought was overplayed, old, or maybe a bit tired can be refreshed and brought back to life when looked at with a new perspective. Enjoy!


Romeo & Juliet - Dire Straits/Indigo Girls

One of my all time favorite songs.  The first time I heard it was the cover by the Indigo Girls though, and for years I thought that they had written it.  Then I bought a little soundtrack to the movie 200 Cigarettes and suddenly heard Mark Knopfler's familiar voice singing about the tragic couple.  I fully admit to mocking people who didn't realize that a cover was a cover, until it happened to me.  Lesson learned.  Amy Ray's version is so powerful, so full of conviction it's hard to believe that the song isn't hers.  She owns every note, every word of it.

XO - Beyonce/John Mayer

Do I have to explain?  As if XO wasn't already a super sweet, sappy, fun, love song, then freaking John Mayer waltzes in with his broody guitar, a harmonica and pouting big lips and kills it a second time, in a totally different way.  

Cry Me A River - Justin Timberlake/Chvrches

I am fully and admittedly obsessed with Chvrches.  They are an incredible talent, they're Scottish (yay!), and I love them.  

Where Is My Mind? - Pixies/Trampled by Turtles

Pixies.  No explanation needed. It's the mother effing Pixies!  But what's exceptional about this song, is the cover.  Trampled by Turtles have somehow managed to merge their distinct folk/country/bluegrass sound with the punk rock of the Pixies, making the song both recognizable and unique at the same time.  

Fade Into You - Mazzy Star/Ben Harper

In the late nineties this song was likely played on repeat in the bedroom of every teenage girl post break-up.  Every time I hear it I am instantly transported to my teenage years, and my brief stint in college.  There's something ethereal and unnerving about this song.  It's a combination of the words and melody here, they both pull at something just below the surface.  It's as if you're watching a sad goodbye take place in front of you on a rainy street, but then it shifts somewhere and you find it becomes your story, your song.  Ben Harper makes this song grow up.  It's no longer a whiny teenager, it's a grown man grieving his loss, and it breaks your heart.

Thirty Things My Kids Should Know About Me (and you can too)

In my attempt to find a great writing prompt this morning I stumbled across this post from Jennifer Borget on her blog, Baby Making Machine.  It totally pulled me in and brought up an issue that's been rolling around in my mind a lot lately, "Who I Am! Who Am I?" 

With all three kids in school now I have time for myself on a regular basis for the first time in almost twelve years. That's a big deal.  It's also a tremendous opportunity.  It's a welcome chance to get back to doing things that I really enjoy, things that bring me happiness and also remind me of who I was before I had kids, and who I'd like to be.  Of course being a mother is a large piece of my identity, and I feel very, very blessed to be the mom to my three kiddos.  But, I'm also my own person and it's important to me that the kids know that, and they are able to see me as more than just the lady that takes care of them, but also as a complete person. Being a complete person includes all of the good and bad, the pitfalls of life, the elation of successes and everything in between.  After all, I want them to grow up to be happy, well-adjusted, adults and as their parent, I'm their primary example of what an adult is.  

Then along comes this writing exercise, perfectly timed to get me reacquainted with myself and share my interests, my humor, my embarrassments, my whole person with my kids.  And I'm letting readers in on the fun in the hopes that it'll prompt you to do the same sharing with your family.  You can share anything that you think is relevant.  You could make the entire list about your experiences in school, as a kid, thirty things you did/do well, thirty things that were hard for you, thirty things you want to do...the possibilities are pretty endless.

THIRTY THINGS

1. When I was a teenager I wanted to live in California when I was an adult.

2. I'm scared of porcelain dolls.

3. I had an imaginary friend until I was eight.

4. I really like White Pizza.

5. I used to have long hair.

6. I played Tennis in high school.

7. When I was nine I slammed my thumb in a sliding cooler door at a store and screamed so loud the whole store heard me.  It was embarrassing, and painful.

8. I'm good at catching frogs.

9. I wanted to be a marine biologist until I was 15.

10. I wanted to become a creative writer.

11. I wanted a younger brother or sister for a long time.

12. I like physical comedy.

13. I have trouble whistling.

14. I've never knit anything for myself.

15. I could not understand high school chemistry (or any chemistry).

16. My first dog was named Reddy.

17. I've been deep sea fishing.

18. I love my name.

19. I'd like to go to a Yoga retreat.

20. Burritos are my favorite food.

21. I'd like to go camping in Acadia National Park (with my family)

22. I wish that every day, everyone had to stop what they were doing and read for an hour.  

23. I used to smoke (YUCK!)

24. I never thought I'd own my own house.

25. I used to do a lot of work with my hometown theater, including stage managing and directing.

26. I stink at acting.

27. I would like to learn how to play an instrument.

28. I'd like to spend a whole day at the Boston Public Library.

29. I think being a Librarian would be my dream job.

30. My favorite number is 12. 

Get Your 'Read' On!

It's January in Maine, and it's proving to be a VERY cold one.  Temperatures have been below zero more often than above it lately.  Needless to say, we're not outside unless we have to be right now. Which is a little sad, since I know the kids would really love to go sledding.  Trick with that is we need snow that's more than a few inches deep and without the ice skating rink underneath it in case we go flying off of our sleds.  Which some of us in this family are known to do. So, we're keeping ourselves amused with indoor activities, and one of my favorites is reading.  I've been to the library twice this week already, and it's only Thursday.  I'm also thoroughly in love with my Kindle Fire and the ability to get eBooks from the Maine Download Library in an instant.  Anyone with a public library card from your local library can access this site.  NH has one too, so there's really no excuse to go without a book.  Even when the temperature makes the prospect of leaving your house seem like crossing the Alaskan tundra.

So here's what I'm reading right now.  I'll do my best to come back with yays or nays when I'm done, but I will say that I'm at least a third of the way through each of these and I'm enjoying them all so far.  Get a cup of tea or cocoa or coffee, grab a book, sit in front of the fire and enjoy the forced hibernation we're experiencing.  

“Suburbia is about to get a lot more scandalous.”  —Closer Weekly  

 “A novel that will turn you into a compulsive book-finisher…Moriarty has produced another gripping, satirical hit.”
—Huffington Post

“Big Little Lies tolls a warning bell about the big little lies we tell in order to survive. It takes a powerful stand against domestic violence even as it makes us laugh at the adults whose silly costume party seems more reminiscent of a middle-school dance.”—The Washington Post

"Bradbury, all charged up, drunk on life, joyous with writing, puts together nine past essays on writing and creativity and discharges every ounce of zest and gusto in him." -Kirkus Reviews

"In order to practice Buddhism, you have to first know about the mind," begins this labyrinthine journey that is ostensibly aimed at all people, not just Buddhist practitioners.  -Publishers Weekly

"A novel to live in, learn from, and feel bereft over when the last page is turned, Doerr’s magnificently drawn story seems at once spacious and tightly composed." -Booklist

Tuesday Tunes - The Blog Is Not Dead

So, since the blog has been inactive for a while (cough *months* cough) I've decided to bring it back on a Tuesday Tunes edition with some NEW music.  Hoping to get things restarted here and maybe some new tunes will help encourage that, of course new material on the blog might help encourage me to keep writing too.  Here's hoping and trying!

Avenger - The Bamboos 





One Of The Guys - Jenny Lewis





Drive In Movies - Ray LaMontagne


(LIVE VERSION)





Wild Animals - Trampled By Turtles





I Don't Know You Anymore - Bob Mould

Tuesday Tunes

For all the Frozen fans out there!  (It's out today on DVD by the way)  This is a brilliant way to cover a song.

Friday Funnies

Happy Weekend!!!


Ice T Meets Dungeons & Dragons
HuffPo Covers

Best Mother-Son Dance Ever - Ben & Nate, we will be doing this at your weddings.  Don't even think about eloping!

Don't worry, I didn't forget about Syda.




Our own Mae, taking Legos.  This girl loves wheels.

A Few Hours

I'm all alone.  It's ten in the morning, and my house is silent.  So silent in fact, that I put on ambient music while composing this post because the hum of the refrigerator wasn't enough to keep me company.
All of the kids are at school.  Sydney started preschool on Tuesday.  I'm thoroughly excited for her, and relieved, hopeful, and a whole mess of good emotions.  I'm very thankful that the preschool had an opening and that she's able to go.  She's been asking to go to school since the boys started in September.  It's a great program, with wonderful teachers and specialist to help with her speech delay.  It's also nearby and will have a lot of the same kids that she will end up going through grade school with, so it's really a win-win in every way.

The catch to the kids being in school is this - I'm alone now, with myself, for half the day every day.  It's not a negative thing, but it is a change.  It's a challenge to be by myself, because for the last eleven years I have been with my kids and/or working every day.  I'm not complaining at all, I'm looking forward to having this time to myself.  But the "To Do" list in my head is overwhelming me a bit.  It's not a traditional "To Do" list, in wash dishes, do laundry and all - the kids may be at school but the evidence of them is easy to see all over the house.  That stuff will get done, and honestly a lot of it may get done after school too.  The "To Do" list in my head is the one that I've been writing for years entitled:  "What I Would DO with A Few Hours Alone!"
(The exclamation point is mandatory on that, I'm sure all moms can understand.) Do I workout? Yes! What workout do I do?  Should I knit?  Should I write? (YES!) but what do I do first?  Where do I start?  I don't want to waste my time, and yet I do by spinning my wheels and not knowing where to begin.

When I first had kids, it was easy to push the things I loved doing, or wanted to do to the background.  After all, there was a baby to change, a toddler to feed etc.  Kids regulate your priorities pretty easily, without much input from you.  But now, I've got to revisit those interest and prioritize them.  I have a fear of catching myself saying, "Oh, there wasn't time for Yoga/Running/Writing today," because that would be a lie.  The true statement would be, "I didn't MAKE time for what I wanted to do today."

The other piece of this, is that it's a little scary to face myself alone.  I had my kids young, and therefore I didn't spend a lot of time on my own getting to know myself before they came along.  So a big part of my identity is wrapped up in them. That's normal, to an extent, but I want to remember who I am as an individual.  I want to be a good example to them, to show them how to be who they are, how to enjoy and cultivate their interests.  I want to remember who I was, what I was passionate about, and give myself permission to delve into that, now that I've been given the gift of a few hours.  Each day, my children leave our home and go out into the world to explore, learn, laugh, play, and be who they are in a safe environment. I want to embrace my mornings with the same enthusiasm and see what I can learn about myself.

Tuesday Tunes

Needtobreathe - The Heart

Tuesday Tunes - Winter Running Edition

Seasonal update time!  This is what I'm listening to while I'm working out this winter.  I'd usually say this is what I'm listening to while I'm running, but I haven't done much running recently.  I've been finding it easy to make excuses to not run.  The weather has been pretty helpful in that area too, providing us with a long stretch of bitterly cold weather.  We're talking below zero here, and frankly I don't have the gear or tenacity to take on a run in those conditions.  YET.  It was nearing 45 today and I'm planning to increase my running no matter the weather.  Hopefully my running will be more consistent soon, thanks to a friend's generosity and my husband's cooperativeness. More on that another time.

For now, I'm getting back on the exercise wagon after slacking for a month.  I've noticed a huge difference in my energy, mood, and anxiety when I exercise regularly so it's time to prioritize that.  These songs keep me moving and motivated. Some of them are are all time favorites, and others are total pop fun, which I think is the key to making any workout fun.


Serena Ryder - Stompa



Pharrell Williams - Happy



Beyonce - XO



Selena Gomez - Come and Get It



The Replacements - Alex Chilton



Chvrches - Night Sky



Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - Victory Lap



The National - Graceless



Nicki Minaj - Super Bass
This is what I picture in my head while I'm running during this song.  It really helps.  You're welcome!






Ellie Goulding - Burn



The Whigs - Staying Alive



Lorde - Team

Supah Sleddahs

Because it's winter in Maine, and we've been getting weekly snowstorms - we go sledding.  Because I blog, we share that fun with you.  Happy weekend!  

Tuesday Tunes

I'm late to the party on this one.  But so glad I made it.  I will freely admit that I was unaware of The National for too long.  I remember reading about them on Dooce a while back.  In particular her love for lead singer Matt Berninger.  But I didn't really listen. She even wrote about them more than once for my benefit, and what did I do, I ignored her.  Here. Here. And here.  I guess I'm kind of bad at following blog recommendations.  Which is ridiculous in the case, because I've pretty much LOVED every other band/musician Dooce has posted about.  I think I was just been really busy those three days.  I guess.  

Anyway, I got my act together after catching their Tiny Desk Concert and I fell in love.  So now it's my turn to blog about them and hope that some of my readers ignore me and then find The National too.   Enjoy!





This Is The Last Time - The National

Oh, when I lift you up

You feel like a hundred times yourself

I wish everybody knew

What's so great about you

Oh, but your love is such a swamp

You don't think before you jump

And I said I wouldn't get sucked in

I...

This is the last time

Oh, don't tell anyone I'm here

I got Tylenol and beer

I was thinking that you'd call somebody

Closer to you

Oh, but your love is such a swamp

You're the only thing I want

And I said I wouldn't cry about it

I...

This is the last time

This is the last time

We were so under the brine

We were so vacant and kind

We were so under the brine

We were so vacant

We were so under the brine

We were so out of our minds

We were so under the brine

We were so vacant

Oh, when I lift you up

You feel like a hundred times yourself

I wish everybody knew

What's so great about you

Oh, but your love is such a swamp

You don't think before you jump

And I said I wouldn't get sucked in

I...

I won't be vacant anymore

I won't be waitin' anymore

I won't be vacant anymore

I won't be waitin' anymore

I won't be vacant anymore

I won't be waitin' anymore

I won't be vacant anymore

I won't be waitin' anymore

Jenny, I am in trouble

Can't get these thoughts out of me

Jenny, I'm seeing double

I know this changes everything

Jenny, I am in trouble

Can't get these thoughts out of me

Jenny, I'm seeing double

I know this changes everything 

It takes a lot of pain to pick me up

It takes a lot of rain in the cup

Baby you gave me bad ideas

Baby you left me sad and high

NaNoWriMo Write MORE

It's November, which means three things to me:

1) Movember, when men stop shaving to raise money for Cancer research. Excellent cause, even better pics in my Facebook feed.  Thank you to my friends who sport the stache this month!

2) Thanksgiving.  When we get to make all the holiday food we like, spend a day in our house relaxing, and are not required to watch any sporting events.

3) NaNoWriMo.  My friend T told me about this last year and this year I intended to try it.  I still intend to try it, I shouldn't write in the past tense.  I should be present and positive and reaffirm my intention to make this happen.  But honesty kicks in, and I have to admit I've written about 300 words and it's November 7th. I do not like Math, and I do not like this math in particular.

I've struggled with writing most of my life.  Struggled with it in the fact that I've loved it, craved it, wanted to excel at it, and yet have always felt that I've fallen short.  I chose the college I went to because it had a strong Liberal Arts core and offered a Creative Writing major.  I didn't expect to graduate with a degree in writing that would guarantee my success as a novelist, but the idea that I could make a living at something I love pulled at me.

It still does years later.  I love to read, and I love to discuss what I read.  I'm really thankful that Tim and I have similar reading tastes and that we can get hooked on the same books and pick them apart together. Each of us reflecting on different aspects of the same story.  It might be what I love most about writing/reading - that twenty people can read the same story and have a unique take away, and that each of those interpretations is not what the author intended.

Writing has not always been that easy.  I adore it.  I realize now that it's one of my passions and something that I want to dedicate more time and energy too.  The trick is, how to do that and be cultivate that passion? I know for me, being self aware of the fact that "I am writing!"  "I am speaking!" can get in my way.  I can start wondering how people will read my words, how some may think my writing is awful, some may find it boring, rambly, etc.  I have to accept that.  Everyone has different tastes, and someone's choice in style isn't a reflection on my abilities.  I have to remove myself from the story.  I have to re-frame how I think about writing and not see it as, "Leila wrote this, and thinks this," but see myself as the translator of someone else's story.

If I hadn't dropped out of college I might not wrestle with writing in the way I do now, because I'd have more practice and more confidence in my abilities. I'm sure I'd also have learned a few tricks about how to get around these stumbling blocks, because I imagine they are quite common.  But, I'm also sure I'd still find myself struggling at times, just in different ways.  So this month, I sit here attempting to simply write.  To remove the self editing and just get the words down.  There is always time for revision, for second guessing a name or setting, but just writing for the sake of writing?  That needs to be done. Which is why I came here. In an attempt to kindle that fire within that tells me to write, to share my stories I'm starting here, with where I am in this moment.  I'm hoping it will be an exercise in focusing, that it will give me the push I need to go into that fiction world a bit more, and translate a story from another world into mine.

Tuesday Tunes

Tuesday Tunes (Belated, clearly)

Encouraging, uplifting song anyone?  What if I tell you it comes with flash mob dancing, minus the mob? There's a name for that I'm sure, but I don't know what it is and I don't have the time to Google.  It's a busy life I lead.  





Sarah Bareilles - Brave

You can be amazing
You can turn a phrase into a weapon or a drug
You can be the outcast
Or be the backlash of somebody’s lack of love
Or you can start speaking up
Nothing’s gonna hurt you the way that words do
And they settle ‘neath your skin
Kept on the inside and no sunlight
Sometimes a shadow wins
But I wonder what would happen if you

Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

Everybody’s been there, everybody’s been stared down
By the enemy
Fallen for the fear and done some disappearing
Bow down to the mighty
Don’t run, stop holding your tongue
Maybe there’s a way out of the cage where you live
Maybe one of these days you can let the light in
Show me how big your brave is

Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

Innocence, your history of silence
Won’t do you any good
Did you think it would?
Let your words be anything but empty
Why don’t you tell them the truth?

Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you