[bright piano intro] - [Female Announcer]: Gracie Lane, Darby Wilcox, and Alexa Rose bring us close for this intimate and unique "Songwriters in the Round."

Coming up next on "Echo Sessions."

♪ What makes me want to feel this way ♪ ♪ On the wheels of love we'll roam ♪ ♪ It's a Subie thing ♪ ♪ - [Male Announcer]: Echo Sessions is made possible by Prestige Subaru.

[upbeat jazzy rock] ♪ [gentle guitar music] ♪ Make up your mind ♪ ♪ Quit dragging my heart around ♪ ♪ You do or you don't ♪ ♪ You're either up or you're down ♪ ♪ Look deep inside ♪ ♪ I'm not asking you to lie ♪ ♪ Make up your mind ♪ ♪ Or I'll make up mine ♪ ♪ Tell me you'll stay ♪ ♪ And you'll give me everything ♪ ♪ Or tell me the way ♪ ♪ You plan on exiting ♪ ♪ Do what you want ♪ ♪ You know I'll be just fine ♪ ♪ Make up your mind ♪ ♪ Or I'll make up mine ♪ [gentle guitar music continues] ♪ You're dropping hints ♪ ♪ You're trying to test it out ♪ ♪ Making me guess ♪ ♪ Filling my head with doubt ♪ ♪ You know that ain't right ♪ ♪ Wasting all my time ♪ ♪ Make up your mind ♪ ♪ Or I'll make up mine ♪ [gentle guitar music continues] ♪ And when you go ♪ ♪ I'll cry a tear or two ♪ ♪ For every day ♪ ♪ That I spent loving you ♪ ♪ A little bit of rain ♪ ♪ And you couldn't walk that line ♪ ♪ Make up your mind ♪ ♪ Or I'll make up mine ♪ ♪ Make up your mind ♪ ♪ Quit dragging my heart around ♪ ♪ You do or you don't ♪ ♪ You're either up or you're down ♪ ♪ Look deep inside ♪ ♪ I'm not asking you to lie ♪ ♪ Just make up your mind ♪ ♪ Or I'll make up mine ♪ ♪ I'll make up mine ♪ ♪ I'll make up mine ♪ - [Darby] [giggles] Yeah.

- That's a new one.

Thanks for bearing, bearing through it with me.

- That sounds great.

Yeah, thanks for tuning in, y'all.

[gentle guitar music] ♪ Way down the old Waiteville Road ♪ ♪ There is a house up past the silo ♪ ♪ Passionate as a raincoat waiting for spring ♪ ♪ Eager as choirboys waiting to sing ♪ ♪ And when the season is low ♪ ♪ Six o'clock sun shines through the window ♪ ♪ Shines on a quilt Great-Grandmother made ♪ ♪ Pale golden flowers on a pale golden day ♪ ♪ If I should never return Jordan Mines ♪ ♪ I'll keep your picture safe in my mind ♪ ♪ I'd go tomorrow if I had my way ♪ ♪ For pale golden flowers on a pale golden day ♪ [gentle guitar music continues] ♪ Used to be tall yellow pants ♪ ♪ Company tracks turning 'round pumpkin land ♪ ♪ Blackstrap molasses from Bill Bessie's store ♪ ♪ Visions of Agnes sweeping the floor ♪ ♪ I think I'll drive out to Jonestown ♪ ♪ Play the guitar and put it back down ♪ ♪ Go back to working off my land ♪ ♪ Or a flight up in Nashville, playing in the band ♪ ♪ But if he should never return Jordan Mines ♪ ♪ I'll keep his picture safe in my mind ♪ ♪ I'll stay forever if I had my way ♪ ♪ With pale golden flowers on a pale golden day ♪ [gentle guitar music continues] ♪ It's a hard lot of living to do ♪ ♪ What are you dreaming of when it's all through ♪ ♪ I get a feeling, old as a stone ♪ ♪ It leads me to tend it and dream of my home ♪ ♪ But if I should never return Jordan Mines ♪ ♪ I'll keep your picture safe in my mind ♪ ♪ I'd go tomorrow if I had my way ♪ ♪ For pale golden flowers on a pale golden day ♪ [gentle guitar music continues] ♪ Where are they going ♪ ♪ The places I came from ♪ ♪ Are they worth knowing ♪ ♪ Only to some ♪ ♪ And just like a mother ♪ ♪ Raising up daughters ♪ ♪ All of my rivers ♪ ♪ Come back headwaters ♪ ♪ Yes, all of my rivers ♪ ♪ Come back headwaters ♪ [gentle guitar music] ♪ I want to feel good ♪ ♪ Here in my skin ♪ ♪ No, I want to know who I am in the end ♪ ♪ And I want to love ♪ ♪ With patience and grace ♪ ♪ No, it's not what we're given, but how we embrace ♪ ♪ Nothing is perfect ♪ ♪ Oh, nothing's for sure ♪ ♪ But I can't move forward if I don't do the work ♪ ♪ So I want to feel good here in my skin ♪ ♪ I want to love who I am in the end ♪ ♪ I want to feel good ♪ ♪ Here in my skin ♪ ♪ Oh, I want to know who I am in the end ♪ ♪ I want to love, love ♪ ♪ With patience and grace ♪ ♪ Ooh, no, no ♪ ♪ No, it's not what we're given, but how we embrace ♪ ♪ Nothing is perfect ♪ ♪ Oh, nothing's for sure ♪ ♪ But I can't move forward if I don't do the work ♪ ♪ So I want to feel good right here in my skin ♪ ♪ And I want to know who I am in the end ♪ ♪ And I want to feel good here in my skin ♪ ♪ Oh, I want to love who I am in the end ♪ ♪ Oh, I want to love who I am in the end ♪ ♪ Oh, I want to love ♪ ♪ Who I am in the end ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Mm ♪ ♪ I want to feel good here in my skin ♪ ♪ And I want to love who I am in the end ♪ So I just recorded that song recently with, like, seven layers of harmonies.

It's pretty intense, but [laughs] that song hopefully will be coming out sometime this year.

I'm working on a new album right now with my full band and a couple of, maybe, some solo songs.

So it may be a split record between myself and my band.

We're just gonna get weird, you know?

[chuckles] - Alexa?

Alexa and I have crossed paths a few times in Nashville, luckily.

And I remember she played that song "Pale Golden Flowers" at a songwriters circle that we kind of both attended and it, like, wrapped me up in a cloud, just like it did tonight.

So beautiful.

- That's how I feel about you.

Thanks.

[laughs] - Thanks so much for, like, being here and sharing your songs.

- I'm glad we're crossing paths now, too.

- Yeah.

And Darby is new for me and she's been so refreshing and so awesome, and she made Alexa and I, you know, citizens of Babe Town, so, yeah.

[Alexa and Darby laugh] - [Darby] Yeah, all you out there, you can be citizens of Babe Town, too, as long as you're a babe who supports babes.

- That was a Babe Town plug.

[Alexa giggles] - [Darby] Yeah, and it's a non-gendered thing.

Anybody can be a babe, if you're a babe who sports babes, you know?

[gentle guitar music] ♪ You know some things ain't meant to last forever ♪ ♪ If you're lucky, you get a couple years ♪ ♪ Before you see that things ain't getting better ♪ ♪ Looking at the mess through all the tears ♪ ♪ I think that we have come to our final evening ♪ ♪ I'm gonna make it as easy as I can ♪ ♪ I know you probably think that I ain't leaving ♪ ♪ All that you can remember now is when ♪ ♪ You used to pull me closer to you every morning ♪ ♪ You used to wrap your hands in mine when we made love ♪ ♪ And now my bags are packed, and despite my warning ♪ ♪ You can't entertain the thought I'm thinking of ♪ ♪ I can't believe I've finally had enough ♪ [gentle guitar music continues] ♪ You know I think we did the best that we could ♪ ♪ You know we gave it the old college try ♪ ♪ Now I'm tired of taking less than I should ♪ ♪ And I'm tired of asking myself why ♪ ♪ Maybe if we held on a little longer ♪ ♪ All the bitter memories would give way ♪ ♪ When it ain't right, it just keeps getting wronger ♪ ♪ There ain't no reason now to stay ♪ ♪ But you used to hold me closer to you every morning ♪ ♪ You used to wrap your hands in mine when we made love ♪ ♪ And now my bags are packed, and despite my warning ♪ ♪ You can't entertain the thought I'm thinking of ♪ ♪ I can't believe I've finally had enough ♪ ♪ You may have loved me the best way ♪ ♪ You know how ♪ ♪ But, baby, none of that matters to me now ♪ ♪ I'm gonna need to do this rather quickly ♪ ♪ I'm gonna need you to let go of my hand ♪ ♪ You know I'm taking parts of you with me ♪ ♪ And I hope one day you understand ♪ - [Darby] Awesome.

You wrote that today?

- I wrote that this morning.

- [Darby] That was awesome.

- Thank you.

- [Darby] You're going through some stuff.

[gentle guitar music] ♪ Barely remember the summer I was 10 ♪ ♪ Fish in the water and the company of my kin ♪ ♪ And now I'm older than the ones before me when ♪ ♪ Their circles came around again ♪ ♪ I left the party, nobody's dancing queen ♪ ♪ A borrowed 20 in my second-hand jeans ♪ ♪ I left the table with my dinner plate unclean ♪ ♪ Thumbing through a magazine ♪ ♪ And now I dream of growing old ♪ ♪ Summers high in marigold ♪ ♪ Don't let my November come too soon ♪ ♪ There'll be nothing else, I'm sure ♪ ♪ As good as what I've been here for ♪ ♪ When I fold up the dress I wore in June ♪ ♪ Like the fate of the radio song ♪ ♪ I long to be leaving here ♪ ♪ Believing I belong ♪ [gentle guitar music continues] ♪ There are some treasures in life above the rest ♪ ♪ A summer sweet wind on the hemline of a dress ♪ ♪ The easy rising of my sleeping baby's chest ♪ ♪ The sun's repose upon the waist ♪ ♪ And when I leave here, I'll wave across your fence ♪ ♪ Until that morning, it's just grand suspense ♪ ♪ And when I'm buried and you change my tense ♪ ♪ Keep my love in the present ♪ ♪ And let me dream of growing old ♪ ♪ Summers high in marigold ♪ ♪ Don't let my November come too soon ♪ ♪ There'll be nothing else, I'm sure ♪ ♪ As good as what I've been here for ♪ ♪ When I fold up the dress I wore in June ♪ ♪ But like the fate of the radio song ♪ ♪ I long to be leaving here ♪ ♪ Believing I belong ♪ ♪ I long to be leaving here ♪ ♪ Believing I belong ♪ ♪ Long to be leaving here ♪ ♪ Believing I belong ♪ [gentle guitar music] ♪ What makes me want to feel this way ♪ ♪ What makes me want to lose my head ♪ ♪ When I think of you and think of me ♪ ♪ I go there ♪ ♪ Oh, oh ♪ ♪ It's alright when it fades ♪ ♪ What makes me want to give my heart ♪ ♪ When I know that it's not really that smart ♪ ♪ Always is the same ♪ ♪ And always ends the same as before ♪ ♪ What makes me think that you'll be different ♪ ♪ I'm sitting here wondering and thinking ♪ ♪ And thinking ♪ ♪ All the way back home ♪ ♪ I'm feeling more than alone, oh ♪ ♪ Oh, are you thinking of me ♪ ♪ I drive myself a little bit crazy ♪ ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ And what makes me wanna do it to myself ♪ ♪ I do it every time ♪ ♪ Oh, every time ♪ ♪ And what makes me think ♪ ♪ That I would find someone in my life ♪ ♪ Who would make me feel settled down and satisfied ♪ ♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Oh, tell me that I'm wrong ♪ ♪ All along ♪ ♪ Someone who would make my heart feel whole ♪ ♪ When I know it should be only me ♪ ♪ Only me bringing it home ♪ [upbeat jazzy music] ♪ ♪ On the wheels of love we'll roam ♪ ♪ It's a Subie thing ♪ ♪ - [Male Announcer]: Echo Sessions is made possible by Prestige Subaru.