I got to spend time with one of my favorite people/artists, Adam Triplett, this trip home. We talked about being on tour with music and what it meant to be a musician. That seems soooooo foreign to me now. I came home and found these lyrics in my journal from 2006, written as I was preparing to leave Ohio for Texas.
Lyrics:
If fortune said “yes” to me, I’d probably do a dance
And if you got next to me, I’d give you a chance
But we have to get out of here, you must understand
The place where we live is built on quicksand
Chorus:
Replace the word “Cannot” with “Choose Not To”
Replace this mess we’re in with something new
Don’t turn around, it’ll just pull you back
Just fill up the tank and “get ya a lil’ snack”
Only 1200 miles and we’re finally there
To be whatever we want, with whatever-length hair
