Maren Morris
Maren Morris is a singer and songwriter whose music bridges the gap between hard country, classic rock, and hip-hop-influenced pop; she has enjoyed success as both a tunesmith and a performer. Morris was born in Dallas, Texas on April 10, 1990 and grew up with a love of music, saying she was always willing to belt out a tune on the family's karaoke machine by age ten. By the time she was 14, she had learned to play guitar and began playing professionally, self-releasing a debut album, Walk On.
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Maren Morris
Maren Morris is a singer and songwriter whose music bridges the gap between hard country, classic rock, and hip-hop-influenced pop; she has enjoyed success as both a tunesmith and a performer. Morris was born in Dallas, Texas on April 10, 1990 and grew up with a love of music, saying she was always willing to belt out a tune on the family's karaoke machine by age ten. By the time she was 14, she had learned to play guitar and began playing professionally, self-releasing a debut album, Walk On.
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The Quantitative Mind
Just a bit of my life history put to song... Many of you will not get the meaning of the words, but that is fine... This is one of my personal healing songs. Just enjoy the musical dynamics.more
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When You Talk
“When You Talk” is a confession about a woman who’s been asked to shrink herself. It’s the quiet ache of loving a man who wants her voice toned down, softened, and shaped into the words he prefers — even when they aren’t hers. When you talk, you say what you want to say When you talk, you tell me what you want me to say Because we're as one That's what you tell our friends As if I have no brain But I don't need you to think for me That's not what love is all about You can be you I can be me We can still be as one Please don't be upset We can disagree I love you But I will be me not you When you talk, you say what you want to say When you talk, you tell me what you want me to say Because we're as one That's what you tell our friends As if I have no brain I know you were raised that way You have to change Or I'll go But I don't want to We can disagree I love you But I will be me not you When you talk, you say what you want to say When you talk, you tell me what you want me to say Because we're as one That's what you tell our friends As if I have no brain Please stop We can still be as one more
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Loved Me Best
“Loved Me Best” is a nostalgic country ballad about motherhood, memory, and the quiet ache of watching children grow up. It reflects on the years when tiny hands reached out for comfort, and how those moments now live only in memory. Loved Me Best Those days are long gone The babies I held Are now grown The tears well up How I long for Their tiny arms Do they remember me? Someone remembers me. too Someone who loved me best I told them then, they’d go away They laughed at me then And promised me when They grew up They’d be my friend But they have lives and loves I understand And it’s ok Those days are long gone The babies I held Are now grown The tears well up How I long for Their tiny arms Do they remember me? Someone remembers me, too Someone who loved me best I did the same I growed up Went away Did my own thang We are made to move on That’s what we like to think We roam all over the world Then we end up alone, why? at a stranger’s kitchen sink Those days are long gone The babies I held Are now grown The tears well up How I long for Their tiny arms Do they remember me? Someone remembers me, too Someone who loved me best I’m not going to sit here and cry My mama’s still here I’m going to call right now If only to hear Her sweet voice Laughing Talking, singing I will not forget What she did for me Those days are long gone The babies I held Are now grown The tears well up How I long for Their tiny arms Do they remember me? Someone remembers me, too Someone who loved me best She loved me best more
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