What I Call Enough

[vocal_female_alto, vocal_clear_resonant, vocal_subtle_twang, vocal_storytelling_delivery, tempo_115bpm_upbeat, key_d_major, time_4_4, entry_acoustic_guitar_strum, entry_upbeat_shuffle, instrumentation_acoustic_guitar_primary, instrumentation_mandolin_support, instrumentation_upright_bass_walking_line, instrumentation_fiddle_accent_phrases, instrumentation_brushed_drums, instrumentation_tambourine_soft, instrumentation_light_percussion, instrumentation_piano_subtle_pads, production_warm_acoustic_mix, production_clean_transients, production_intimate_room_depth, production_wide_stereo_acoustics, production_clear_vocal_center, production_bright_natural_top_end, production_warm_midrange_focus, production_no_lofi_filters, production_no_heavy_saturation, production_relaxed_dynamic_headroom, mood_heartfelt, mood_gratitude, mood_easygoing, mood_uplifting, acousticness_high, energy_moderate_upbeat, valence_positive, genre_contemporary_country, genre_traditional_country, style_acoustic_folk_country, mix_balanced_acoustic, section_verse_chorus_storytelling] Verse 1 Porch light burning past the evening news Boots by the door, dirty, old, and used Wind from the bay rolling through the screen Same old song humming on the small TV Mama’s got Tupperware cooling on the tile Daddy’s old cap hanging on the nail awhile I take it in slow like a Sunday breeze This little life fits just right on me Pre-Chorus Some folks say there’s more to chase But I don’t feel behind in this place Chorus This small-town shine is what I call enough Where the days run steady and the nights stay soft I don’t need bright towers cutting through the dust This little stretch of Texas is what I call enough Verse 2 My sister packed up for Austin fast Swore she’d never look back at our past I stayed here, feeding calves before the bell FFA jacket smelling like hay and metal Heard the talk about bigger dreams and roads I tried that picture on in my mind’s clothes But every time I saw that distant view It never sat right like this county does for you Pre-Chorus Let the highways pull who they choose I’ve got all I want in this worn-out pew Chorus This small-town shine is what I call enough Where the days run steady and the nights stay soft I don’t need bright towers cutting through the dust This little stretch of Texas is what I call enough Bridge I’ve measured my years by simple things Like supper on time and a porch that sings With neighbors’ laughs and a passing train I don’t feel lacking when the world says “gain” Final Chorus This small-town shine is what I call enough Where the days run steady and the hearts stay tough Let the bright marquees chase whoever they must This little patch of Texas is what I call enough Yeah, this life I stayed for is what I call enough