“Care To Look” is my way of saying that we would do ourselves a lot of good to look at the details in our lives because far too often we rush through our days missing the good gifts that God gives us. My new EP "Care To Look" is out now! Subscribe to my channel to stay in the know with all that is going on in my world!
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Written by Keller Cox, Kerr Rudge, Luke Stevens Produced and Mixe by Dwight A. Baker at Matchbox Recording Studio Mastered by Dave McNair at Dave McNair Mastering
There’s something ‘bout a rainbow That stops me in my tracks Are better days ahead Does it mean the storm has passed Do people on the interstate even notice it at all
There’s something ‘bout that stained glass And the way sunshine cuts through Is there a hidden message beyond its violet blue Sometimes I wonder if I could reach and read it, would it rearrange my point of view
I hear blue jays laughing in the trees Is that dogwood waving at me My black top turns to gravel I realize the more I travel That this more than meets the eye’s misunderstood I come to find I got it good When I care to look
There’s something ‘bout a photo The way it hangs onto a wall I wonder what it’d say if it could say something at all Would it tell me tap the brakes, take a breath, and take a moment to take it in
I hear blue jays laughing in the trees Is that dogwood waving at me My black top turns to gravel I realize the more I travel That this more than meets the eye’s misunderstood I come to find I got it good When I care to
Look at all the details in disguise Look at all the pain that's passing by Different people, different places, different stories, different faces Makes me wonder if we’re all just wasting time
When I hear blue jays laughing in the trees There’s that dogwood waving at me My black top turns to gravel I realize the more I travel That this more than meets the eye’s misunderstood I come to find I got it good Yeah I come to find I got it good When I care to look
