In my final Oregon days approaching my move to Tennessee, I schemed the lyric: When it becomes October, I might become my own fall. I suppose I was reflecting on the leap into the unknown and fully aware that it could make or break me.

TS behind the wheel

Now that I’m in Tennessee, that lyric has been a driving force. I’ve found myself missing my loved ones and longing for my comfort zone in the West but all the while confident that I’m doing what I should be doing.

With all of these emotions running through my veins, it was hard not to write this song. My new song, Leave Oregon, has been my project for the week; written over the last couple days and roughly recorded at my new apartment. Though I’m proud of it so far, it’s still very new and will no doubt go through some changes as I refine my thoughts – consider it a rough track.

This is for all of my loved ones in the West … the reason I’m in Nashville pursuing the dream.

LEAVE OREGON
by tyler stenson – 2009

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It’s the loudest sound;
When the heart knows what it wants and makes it known.
So, I’m leaving town
Cause it’s the season that changes all things into gold.

But who am I to leave Oregon
When the rearview facing West holds all I love?
Before me is October
Where I might become my own fall
But might never know my cards until I call.

Deep in the Lion’s den
I’ve noticed Autumn holds a difference in the East.
Made up of different reds,
That color’s bold, but just a lonely shade of dream.

So who was I to leave Oregon
When the rearview facing West held all I loved?
Before me was October,
Where I might become my own fall
But might never know my cards until I call.

This is my loudest sound
Meant for no one but my loved ones in the West.
I’ll aim to make you proud
On a southern stage, lit by the lights, doing what I do best.

Who was I to leave Oregon
When the rearview facing West held I love?
Before me was October
Where I might become my own fall
But might never know my cards until I call.

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