Not all my songs are sad. I actually have some happy ones. I know, I know, super unlike me. Don’t let your granddaddy’s values dissuade you from expressing every part of yourself. When you put yourself out there, it has its own rewards. Share yourself with the world, in the appropriate spaces for it. And. Never forget to show a good example of intimate authenticity. That’s how you make friends for life.

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Mic Action

We met under the ashes
Of a blazing September heat
The summer passed by too slow
Waiting for us to meet
Like watching a wildfire
You knew would come
I swore I thought
“Like she’s the one”

You played my songs
Like the wind through your hair
It’s like you’ve always been right there
So when I brought you in to show you
Sparks went flying
No compare

You’re my artist
You’re my muse
You’re my guide through the rhythm and blues
You’re my crowd and catchy melody
I know you’ll set me right

I’m your microphone
Your stage
The world is listening
What you say!
Just a song away from harmony
It’s yours, now on, tonight