Take what you love and make it your life. That phrase comes to mind when I think of writing the song “Saving Grace,” from the Dreamers Disease EP.
The opening riff was born in the afternoon haze from a Vegas night. I can still see light coming through the blinds of the hotel window. Lying awake with the first line echoing through my head. Itâ€™s one of those moments when the voice you hear just wonâ€™t let you rest. And thatâ€™s what started what would become “Saving Grace.”
I grew up in a small town in the middle of Illinois. I wouldnâ€™t trade it for anything, but I think I knew early on it wasnâ€™t where Iâ€™d settle down. As soon as I had my chance I took it, and with that came the experiences and the characters I would fill my songs with to this day.
“Smokestacks on the skyline,” the opening lyric, is the most defining memory I have of leaving all I knew for the unknown. It was a rush of excitement in a breath of uncertainty. It was the defining moment when you realize whatâ€™s possible in life. That instance you throw caution to the wind and follow your heart. As taillights set ablaze to the morning light your on your way. Looking more at whatâ€™s to come then whatâ€™s left behind. Catching the occasional glance in the rearview, your eyes give all the reassurance you need.
If you could sum up the instant, evening or event that changed everything, what would it be? And if not, what are you waiting for? Itâ€™s not too late for saving grace. Let’s leave it all behind, thereâ€™s no time for long goodbyes.
Got to make it out alive. Follow your heart.