A Tennessee Song It was close to eleven at night when Shane’s guitar woke me. The house was dark, except for a light left on in the back room. Shane was sitting in the living room with his guitar, almost entirely in shadow, playing something I had never heard

You're Perfect Let It Fall was about learning how to be gentle with himself in solitude. The songs that followed were shaped by what happened when that gentleness was met. This constellation traces a shift. Not away from tenderness — but toward recognition, voice, and choice. These songs were