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I got monsters in my head
That won't stay dead.
Shadows breaking windows.
Shattered glass
Back from the past.
Two left feet dancing
Always out of tune.
It's okay,
They'll forget by noon.
Or that's what I told myself
When I put my shoes
Back on the shelf.
I said,
Doctor, what's going on?
She said,
You got turned around
Sometimes Even time falls down
Just keep holding on,
There are eyes in my fingers.
Watching every single blink.
Footsteps in the sink,
Buried in the mud of hate
And dodging bullets
From those who took the bait.
I said,
Doctor, what's going on?
She said,
We got turned around
Sometimes even time falls down
Just keep holding on,
I said,
Doctor, what's going on?
She said,
Just keep holding on,
Just keep holding on.
Sometimes even time falls down.
Just keep holding on.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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"Side of the Rainbow"
I keep reaching for letters in a chain
To keep from drowning in the rain.
Every link makes my heart think.
Every connection my mind's emotion.
If only I knew the difference between
Bounded and grounded.
Is life just a puzzle of double trouble?
Which side of the rainbow
Will the wind blow?
Stones are sinking under the snow.
Does anyone hear me?
Can anyone explain it to me?
Yes, right here it's me.
If only I knew the difference between
Bounded and grounded.
Is life just a puzzle of double trouble?
Which side of the rainbow
Will the wind blow?
Rain drops burning under the sun.
I keep reaching for letters in a chain
To keep from drowning in the rain.
Which side of the rainbow
Will the wind blow?
Which side of the rainbow
Will the wind blow?
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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"Oversized Coats"
I met a man with an oversized coat.
When I asked a question
He had to clear his throat.
Searching for the answer.
Hoping to find the right note.
I asked him why.
Empty words passed by.
I knew the answer
But I wanted to hear the lie
As he straightened his tie.
Above us, a glass ceiling.
He barely heard me speaking.
Before he got into the elevator.
And I watched the closing door.
If it's him or her.
It will always be him.
That's how they made it.
Even if the lights go dim.
I saw someone like me.
Ready to pass through the gate.
I asked the woman how she did it.
She said it was far from easy,
You have to pack your bags
nice and heavy.
She went into the elevator.
One more question for her.
Will it ever be me?
She said count the oversized coats
Carrying small tots
Watch ten pass by
Then give it a try.
If it's him or her.
It will always be him.
That's how they made it.
Even if the lights go dim.
Watch ten pass by
Then give it a try.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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"Breeze in the Chime"
Do you feel the world climbing into your soul?
Is there a half that makes it whole?
Ceilings falling before breakfast time.
We're all just a breeze in the chime.
Just a breeze.
Just a breeze in the chime.
Just a breeze.
Just a breeze in the chime.
The hunted became the hunter
One day in mid September
Do you see the smoke cut into your skin?
Is the punishment worth the sin?
Walls crashing before quiting time.
We're all just a breeze in the chime.
Just a breeze.
Just a breeze in the chime.
Just a breeze.
Just a breeze in the chime.
I want to be a gentle kiss
Not a missile we'll never miss.
Just a breeze.
Just a breeze in the chime.
Just a breeze in the chime.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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"Empty Room"
I know a story
That keeps a mother up
At night with worry.
Afraid of light finding it's way
To what she has locked away.
It's the one thing she can't let the world see...
An empty room,
Where her daughter use to stay.
An empty room,
That smells like the cheap cologne
Of the men she couldn't leave alone.
Too afraid to do it all on her own.
Now she stands guard
Outside of an empty room.
She tells herself she deserves immunity
She didn't know she was guilty,
She closed her eyes so she couldn't see.
An empty room,
Where her daughter use to stay.
An empty room,
That smells like the cheap cologne
Of the men she couldn't leave alone.
Too afraid to do it all on her own.
Now she stands guard
Outside of an empty room.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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"Lay in Winter"
Sunflowers in bloom
Curtains open in every room.
The smell of fresh morning dew.
A world that is new.
These are the things
I wish I could still dream of,
Closing my eyes
To what time brings.
Dreams getting shorter
As we lay in winter
Dreams getting shorter
As we lay in winter.
Hope part of yesterday
Fear most of tomorrow.
No one knows
Where the sun shines today.
Dreams getting shorter
As we lay in winter.
Dreams getting shorter
As we lay in winter.
The changing seasons
And their growing lessons.
The sound of morning birds dancing.
In a world that is new.
These are the things
I wish I could still dream of
Closing my eyes
To what time brings.
Dreams getting shorter
As we lay in winter.
Dreams getting shorter
As we lay in winter.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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"Do I Even Have a Choice?"
I've said yes mam
And opened doors
I am what I am
Not an act for the show.
But does anyone really know?
Why do I have to be alone to be heard?
How much does it cost to have a word?
I hear my voice
Do you hear my voice?
Do I even have a choice?
Do I even have a choice?
My bottom lip has scars
From my own teeth marks.
Silenced for monsters
And some jokesters.
My ears burn
Waiting on my turn.
But not everything that goes around
Comes around
In a circle of greed
There's no points for
A good deed.
Why do I have to be alone to be heard?
How much does it cost to have a word?
I hear my voice
Do you hear my voice?
Do I even have a choice?
Do I even have a choice?
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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"Playing Tattletale"
I'm dancing around a barrel
Trying not to throw a towel.
Living in a world turning fowl.
Watching scrambled channels
And no one can turn the dial.
We all have thoughts medicine can't cure
And diseases scientist are so unsure.
Ring that wallstreet bell
Cause we're all going to hell.
And we're all pointing fingers
And playing tattletale.
So much motion all around
Absent of all emotion.
So much lost and never found.
Phantom steps are dancing
With no footprints come morning
And we're all pointing fingers
And playing tattle tale.
We're all pointing fingers
And playing tattletale.
Our vision isn't fine
We are too deep into the wine
Life is just a blur.
And Angel wings don't have fur.
We're all pointing fingers
And playing tattletale.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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I'm growing old.
I've had the good
And the bad to hold.
I've seen mountains
And valleys.
Pulled back curtains.
Had countless tears
And a few cheers.
There is one thing I know ...
You've never danced
If you are always dancing
You've never grieved
If you are always grieving.
You've never lived
If life isn't always changing.
I once played
When the day begun.
Laughing under the sun.
Imaginary friends
Everyone pretends
And that never ends.
Now there's so
Much work to be done.
Not as much time for fun.
The road always bends
And everyone pretends
And that never ends.
You've never danced
If you are always dancing
You've never grieved
If you are always grieving.
You've never lived
If life isn't always changing.
I still smile
When a star twinkles
Even with a few
More winkles.
Everyone pretends
And that never ends
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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"Mommy"
Mommy,
Where are you?
School is really scary.
There's a monster here.
My friends are playing dead
With red paint
Coming from their head.
I'm hiding
Just like the teacher said.
There are loud bangs.
Mommy, where are you?
The man on t.v. said guns protect us.
Why are they being aimed at us?
The man on t.v. said he would use his gun
To shoot bad people.
Mommy, what have I done?
What did I do wrong?
Please forgive me
I'm not bad, can't you see.
Mommy,
The monster is in front of me.
I close my eyes so I can't see.
Mommy, what did I do wrong?
His gun is so long.
And it's pointed at me.
What did I do wrong?
Don't you love me?
I never knew bad people
.....was me.
Bang bang.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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The temptation hanging from a vine.
Her body can't turn away.
Taking steps that she can't unwind.
Never before feeling the sun this way.
Her footprints leading out of the familiar
Spellbound by more than gold and silver.
She's going to live her life her way.
No matter the price she has to pay.
Eden say good bye
To the paradise of yesterday.
Your heart couldn't lie.
Now you're on your own way.
Now you're on your own way.
There's so much of life to live.
Paradise sure sounds nice.
But even the desert has lessons to give.
Can't appreciate the fruit
Without a little dirt on the root.
She was given just one rule.
But sometimes a queen
Has to make her own jewel.
Eden say good bye
To the paradise of yesterday.
Your heart couldn't lie.
Now you're on your own way.
Now you're on your own way.
The world will never be the same
Since that temptation came.
Now perfection isn't given but has to be found.
Now we're not just breathing
We are living.
The all knowing knew
Exactly what she would do.
When he gave her a woman's soul.
Somethings you just can't control.
Eden say good bye
To the paradise of yesterday.
Your heart couldn't lie.
Now you're on your own way.
Now you're on your own way.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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Even when in a crowded room,
I look at you and
My heart grows full bloom.
Every part of me is with you.
No matter what's going on
All I feel is you.
You have my attention
And my imagination.
You have my satisfaction
And my meditation.
You have my forever
And my ever after.
My thoughts get lost in your eyes
Every part of me is with you.
No matter the unanswered why's
All I see is you.
You have my obsessions
And my confessions.
You have my cage
And my passage.
You have my forever
And my ever after.
My dreams awake with you my destiny.
Every part of me is with you
No matter the protest to the unity
All I want is you.
You have my crucifixion.
And my resurrection.
You have my pleasure
And my desire.
You have my forever
And my ever after.
You have my forever
And my ever after.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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Watch "Sugar and Salt (Rough Cut)" on YouTube
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In 2017, I was a business woman climbing the ladder of success. Despite being drawn to art early on in my life, my mother the accountant, encouraged me to take a more "stable" route. I went to college and majored in Human Resources and Business Management. After graduation I was off and running in the world of the 9:00 to 5:00, that was really a 6:00 to 6:00 and 24/7 on call job.
I found myself in Nashville, TN as part of my career advancement journey. In December of 2017, my wife randomly got tickets to a Brandi Carlile concert at The Basement East. A few hours in the same room with that band, those fans and that music and my entire life changed.
I began painting. The creative urges my soul felt were finally being feed unapologetically. I knew this new found spirit for life was a direct result of that concert, but unless you have actually been to a Brandi Carlile concert, you won't fully understand.
In 2021, I fell into a deep depression. My wife and I had separated and I was a shell of a person, living primarily under my pillow where I spent the day crying. Other fans of Brandi who I had meet via social media encouraged me to keep reaching for the light of music, the same light that had changed my life a few years earlier.
I wrote a poem and then another and another, putting my emotions into words. Musicians read the poems and said, "You are a damn good song writer." Insecurities kept me from fully accepting their praise, it's still hard to fully accept, but I kept writing. The musicians began writing music to my poetry and now, less than a year later, my poems are now becoming the words to songs.
The first song completed "Sugar and Salt" , came with tremendously praise. The second, "Save an Angel" , even more praise and kind words.
I don't know if these songs will ever become hits on a radio. But the example that Brandi Carlile brought into my life in 2017 never left me. Had I not been at that show, I have no doubt "Sugar and Salt" and "Save an Angel" would have never been written. I would likely still be lost in a deep depression falling down a dark hole of hurt and pain, but instead, I turned those emotions into art and in doing so gave myself strength to face another day, then another and before I knew it, I was no longer under my pillow, but up living my life.
I knew that concert was special. I knew it when I was there, I knew it every single day after. Not only did it change my life, but later I would learn it was at this very same concert that Amanda Shires approached Brandi Carlile about forming an all women band, a band we would later know as The Highwomen. A band that was, just like that concert, more than just music but music and energy with a purpose.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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Hello, Florida.
Sorry to bust in on ya.
I just heard the news
You got the gay blues.
Don't want the word gay
Said in your schools today
Well I got a question or two.
What good do you think that will do?
Do you remember Sandy Hook
And the precious lives guns took?.
No student has ever been killed by a round of gays.
But many have died for being that way.
You still hate the gays and fight for your guns
You better wash that hand you raise to praise Jesus.
The one you raised to vote for the guns that kill us.
The one you raised to vote to discriminate.
The one you raised to vote against love and for hate.
You better wash that hand you raise.
You better wash that hand you raise.
Guess you support the lives that kill
You quote the Bible,
Think your words may be garbled
Cause my Bible says God's gift was free will.
We are all his children
And it's a sin to kill.
My Bible says Jesus is a savior
And love thy neighbor.
Hey, Florida.
We need to check your Pulse
You remember that don't ya?
Innocent people living their lives
Until gay hate bust in and took that life.
God made Adam and Eve
They made some babies
And yes some of them were named Steve.
Some of them were tall.
Some of them were short.
Some of them liked to play ball
Some of them like to snort
But all of them were God's children.
You better wash that hand you raise to praise Jesus.
The one you raised to vote for the guns that kill us.
The one you raised to vote to discriminate.
The one you raised to vote against love and for hate.
You better wash that hand you raise.
You better wash that hand you raise.
Hey, Florida
I hope you have a gay old day.
Did you know saying gay
Won't turn you that way.
So here's to all of the gays.
...You keep being gay
And maybe the Christians
Will someday become Christians.
You better wash that you raise to praise Jesus.
The one you raised to vote for the guns that kill us.
The one you raised to vote to discriminate.
The one you raised to vote against love and for hate.
You better wash that hand you raise.
You better wash that hand you raise.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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Watch "Save an Angel (Rough Cut)" on YouTube
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Addiction. It comes in many forms and impacts the lives of not only the addicted but also those who love them.
Addiction. It can infect anyone, no matter their wealth, gender, beliefs, color....it is a disease that knows no boundaries.
The person you love still lives inside the addiction. Their behavior driven by the addiction is not their true soul, but rather a symptom of the disease. This song was written to acknowledge the pain that can be felt from loving someone that is addicted, but to also show that the soul of the one we love is still very much there and deserves to be saved.
It is not saying that someone who loves a person addicted should stay in a relationship to try and save them, no matter what. In fact, the song was written after I separated from my wife, but I never stopped loving her and never believed that the person I married was gone, only hidden away behind the disease. As much as I love her, I could not watch her slowly die from the addiction. If being with me was not enough to save her, then I needed to be strong enough to walk away and make room for whatever it was she needed to overcome the disease. It was the hardest thing I've ever done, but had I not, I honestly believe she would have soon died.
Now, we live apart as we both try to heal, but we are still very much in love. We still support each other, but are giving each other the space to heal and grow as we need to as individuals.
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nashvillerookie 2 years
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In a small town of mishaps and misfortune.
I grew up with those bound to die young.
Fast cars on back roads.
Taking life as it unfolds
Always with a heavy foot on the gas
Or a tight grip on a tall glass.
Living on the edge of good bye
With no good reason why.
Challenging every turn
With nothing to earn.
Chasing a thrill
That's really no big deal.
Looking for a rush
From life's final push.
Pour another glass
I'm waiting for time to pass.
Every night I go to the bar.
Drink a few beers with the same faces.
Than try to find my old car.
I'm always doing what I do.
Sitting on the same stool since high school.
Ten years have passed.
Still reaching for the same glass.
Challenging every turn
With nothing to earn.
Chasing a thrill
That's really no big deal.
Looking for a rush
From life's final push.
Pour another glass
I'm waiting for time to pass.
I guess daring life
Is easier than honoring a wife.
It's smoother being faithful to a drink
Than to a woman who can think.
One day I'll have a glass too strong
And just like that, I'll be gone.
The drink that kills me
Sure as hell won't miss me
And the life I never lived.
Challenging every turn
With nothing to earn.
Chasing a thrill
That's really no big deal.
Looking for a rush
From life's final push.
Pour another glass
I'm waiting for time to pass.
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