What Light

If you feel like singing a song
And you want other people to sing along
Just sing what you feel

Don’t let anyone say it’s wrong

And if you’re trying to paint a picture
But you’re not sure which colors belong
Just paint what you see
Don’t let anyone say it’s wrong

And if you’re strung out like a kite
Or stung awake in the night
It’s alright to be frightened

When there’s a light (what light)
There’s a light (one light)
There’s a light (white light)
Inside of you

If you think you might need somebody
To pick you up when you drag
Don’t lose sight of yourself
Don’t let anyone change your bag

And if the whole world’s singing your songs
And all of your paintings have been hung
Just remember what was yours
Is everyone’s from now on

And that’s not wrong or right
But you can struggle with it all you like
You'll only get uptight

And there’s a light (what light)
There’s a light (one light)
There’s a light (white light)

There’s a light (white light)
There’s a light (one light)
There’s a light (white light)
There’s a light (one light)
Well, there’s a light (white light)
There’s a light (one light)
There’s a light (one light)
There’s a light (white light)
There’s a light (white light)
Inside of you

There’s a light (white light)
There’s a light (white light)
There’s a light (white light)
There’s a light (one light)

Written by Jeff Tweedy

Let's Not Get Carried Away

I got a million better things to do
Than to play rock n roll
Honey if I blow your fuse
Can I please be excused

Gotta write myself today
I can’t write myself for you
We haven’t even been introduced
So that’ll never do

Though a lot of other people could be

Standing here instead of me
Singing their own lines through clenching cracking teeth

Gotta write myself today
Gotta write myself for you
Honey if I tell you the truth
Can I pleased be excused
Honey, let’s not get carried away
There's a lot of other places to be
A lot of things I would rather be doing
A lot of songs id love to sing
But I know that you would just ruin it

Gotta write myself today
I gotta write myself for you
Honey if I tell you the truth
Can I pleased be excused
Honey, let’s not get carried away
Gotta write myself today
I gotta write myself for you
Honey if I tell you the truth
Can I pleased be excused