The lyrics to “Swan at the tip of my tongue” illuminated the hole I’ve been searching to understand through my personal writing. 

In a wheelchair since fourteen, I disguise my pain with pleasure, a smile and laugh makes a day less sad, but this one question kept haunting me:

“WHAT DO YOU WANT? WHAT? WHAT???”

Nothing helped the answer come. I wrote it all:

New Love; Fame; New Hope; PASSION; Lust?

Then, like a battling ram to the brain, you hit me with the missing piece I needed.

You asked in “Swan at the Tip of my Tongue”…

“What is it that you want to come alive?”

ME!!!

I feel it in this song, and I cry. The honest vulnerability, the depth drips from your melody, and I’m touched again and again.

It sparked me to put pen to paper and learn to love my soul out of hiding. (I’m not a real writer. I play with words to help my “hopelessly inappropriate” brain, but you are my favorite poet topped off with a voice that for me is quite addictive:)

I’m sure the life of a true artist is challenging, but please remember, the channeling of pain to produce beauty in this world keeps hope alive. The rhythm of your soul shines hot enough to warm the coldest bones back to dance away life’s lonely lows.

I’m fascinated by your depth. Meeting you and ALO in Chicago and seeing you again in Indiana, feeling you play live, watching the musical magic between you all, so energized and adorable, unforgettable.

You changed my life. From drowning to floating, I began to genuinely feel the light, not just observe its warmth in my world.

You woke me up! I thought I’d share.

(I’m so excited for all those people out there who get to watch a live show!!! If I could teleport, I’d go, that’s for sure;)