[Spoken Intro – intimate, conversational] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] People sometimes ask me, “Why do you write so many songs?” Well... I suppose I've got a lot to say. Not because I've got all the answers... But because I've lived a bit. [Music enters – acoustic guitar, light blues shuffle] [Verse 1 – Rhythmic, conversational][Weathered mature female lead vocal only] I write about the people that I knew, The ones who shaped the road I travelled through, The hands that held me, The ones that let me go, The things I wish I'd known So many years ago. I write about a mother, A father and a home, About the little things That made a childhood known. The laughter and the heartache, The stories left behind, Because when people disappear, Their stories shouldn't die. [Pre-Chorus – Build] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] I don't write to live in yesterday, I write to understand the way, That every road and every scar Can tell us who we really are. [Chorus – Full, rhythmic, uplifting] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] That's why I write these songs, To remember and move on, To find a little meaning In the places I've been wrong. To laugh at what was funny, To cry at what was hard, To leave a little light behind When life has left its mark. I write what I've lived, I write what I know, And maybe something I've learned Might help somebody grow. So if you hear your story Somewhere inside these songs, Then maybe you'll understand Why I've been writing all along. [Instrumental Turnaround – acoustic guitar + blues electric fill] [Verse 2 – Rhythmic, cheeky] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] I write about the ordinary things, The rocking chair, the birds that sing, The muddy boots, The old brown bag, The things we thought we'd always have Until one day they're gone. I write about the crazy things, The roosters that could chase, The Zumba hips, The country nights, The laughter on our face. The passwords and the modern world, The things we can't keep up, Because sometimes life's philosophy Is laughing at the stuff. [Pre-Chorus – Build] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] And sometimes all you've got to do Is find a way to laugh right through, Because joy can hide in little things If you take the time to look. [Chorus – Full, stronger] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] That's why I write these songs, To remember and move on, To find a little meaning In the places I've been wrong. To laugh at what was funny, To cry at what was hard, To leave a little light behind When life has left its mark. I write what I've lived, I write what I know, And maybe something I've learned Might help somebody grow. So if you hear your story Somewhere inside these songs, Then maybe you'll understand Why I've been writing all along. [Instrumental Break – blues guitar, fiddle response, steady shuffle] [Verse 3 – Pull back, emotional] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] I write about the love that didn't last, The girl who couldn't see the future from the past, The things I couldn't change, The words I couldn't say, The people I still love Though they walked away. I write about forgiveness, Because bitterness can stay, Long after someone else Has simply gone away. I write about surviving, About getting through the night, And finding out sometimes You don't have to win... You just have to keep your light. [Bridge – Strip back, heartfelt] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] I write for the ones who feel forgotten, For the ones who think they're all alone, For the ones still carrying questions They've never been able to put into words. I write because a broken heart Can still have something left to give. I write because remembering Is one way of saying... “I was here. You were here. We mattered.” [Brief instrumental pause] And maybe... Just maybe... Someone listening Needs to hear that today. [Build – drums and guitar return] [Final Chorus – Full, bigger, warm backing vocals] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] That's why I write these songs, Not to stay where I began, But to take the lessons with me And give them where I can. Some are born from sorrow, Some are born from joy, Some are just plain crazy Because life's too short to be annoyed. I write about the people, The places and the years, The laughter and the lessons, The courage and the tears. I write what I've lived, I write what I know, And every time I write one, Something else can grow. So these aren't just memories Set down in rhyme and song... They're pieces of a life I've lived, Still teaching me along. [Outro – Music drops back, spoken softly] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] So why do I write? Because life leaves things behind. Some things need remembering. Some things need forgiving. Some things need laughing at. And some things... Just need a song. [Softly sung] [Weathered mature female lead vocal only] That's why I write... That's why I write...
