Hello, dear readers,

I can’t believe it’s December! We’ve already broken out the 24-year-old artificial tree, tuned in to Christmas songs on the radio, and queued up the Hallmark movies. (Micah and Dad are so courageous to put up with all the romance and snowy scenes. It’s a labor of love for them, those Hallmark movies!)

Since I last wrote a blog post, we’ve added a pet fish to the family. (I write this with great enjoyment: his name is Winston Churchgill Finley Kerplunk Cummins the Fifth. We call him Steve for short.)

I’ve been loving getting to work on my music this month, and I wanted to share a song I wrote with you called “Maybe Let Go.”

I’d love to hear your thoughts! I hope it cheers you and puts a smile on your face.

Enjoy this beautiful month of December, and all the lovely days in store!

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“Maybe Let Go”

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Lyrics

Verse One

Okay, I’ll admit, I’ve been trying to run the show.

My take is I’m bricking it, but I can’t give up control.

Don’t know when I stopped sleeping at night, stopped holding on tight, don’t know what is right.

Where do I go from here?

Chorus

You’re breaking through to me, so I won’t be at the end of my rope.

And maybe I’ll just breathe and count to three; it’s been too long I know.

And I used to call this trusting; I’d forgotten how it goes.

Maybe I’m too tired for control. Maybe I should let go.

Verse Two

Step back, release my grip, just tell me where to go.

I’ll stop chasing and admit, admit that I don’t know.

Don’t know how to start sleeping at night, start holding on tight, start finding what’s right.

But I know where to go from here.

Chorus

You’re breaking through to me. No, I won’t be at the end of my rope.

And maybe I’ll just breathe and count to three; it’s been too long I know.

And I used to call this trusting; I’d forgotten how it goes.

Maybe I’m too tired for control. Maybe I should let go.

Bridge

Oooh, maybe I should let go.

Oooh, maybe I should let go.

Quiet Chorus

You’re breaking through to me, so I won’t be at the end of my rope.

And maybe I’ll just breathe and count to three; it’s been too long I know.

And I used to call this trusting; I’d forgotten how it goes.

Maybe I’m too tired for control.

Maybe I’m too tired.

Chorus

Break through to me, so I won’t be at the end of my rope.

[Just breathe]

And maybe I’ll just breathe and count to three; it’s been too long I know.

[Ooooh]

And I used to call this trusting; I’d forgotten how it goes.

Maybe I’m too tired for control.

Outro

I’m so tired of control.

Now I’m gonna let go.

Photo thanks to Austin Schmid on Unsplash