04 I turned my anxiety into a country song
(Taming the Drama Llama) – here it is!
Here’s the lyrics to the song, enjoy!
Well, the clock struck two in the dead of the night
My mind’s playin’ tricks in the pale moonlight
Got a hundred “what-ifs” dancing round my brain
Like a runaway engine on a midnight train
Yeah, that Drama Llama’s kicked the stable door wide
Trying to find some safety where there ain’t nowhere to hide
He’s chewing on my worries, spinning tales of gloom
Filling up the corners of this quiet room.
(Chorus)
Oh, you gotta tame that Llama, keep him on the trail
Don’t let him set the wind for your weary sail
Just drop your anchor, let the heavy feelings be
That Llama’s just a thought, he ain’t the soul of me
Yeah, acknowledge what is showing, come back into the frame
Engage in what you’re doing—that’s the winning game.
(Verse 2)
My left brain’s a fixer, always trying to control
Thinking if I worry, I can keep things whole
But the more I try to wrestle with the shadows on the wall
The louder that Llama starts to spit and bawl
It’s the Struggle Switch, flipped to the “on” position
Keepin’ me trapped in a tired superstition
But I’m learning how to listen with a kinder ear
To the stories that I tell, and the things I fear.
(Chorus)
Oh, you gotta tame that Llama, keep him on the trail
Don’t let him set the wind for your weary sail
Just drop your anchor, let the heavy feelings be
That Llama’s just a thought, he ain’t the soul of me
Yeah, acknowledge what is showing, come back into the frame
Engage in what you’re doing—that’s the winning game.
(Bridge)
(Solo: Slow, soulful acoustic guitar slide)
It ain’t about the fixing, it ain’t about the fight
It’s about standing steady in the middle of the night
Feel your feet on the floor, feel the breath in your chest
Let the Llama graze quiet, and give your mind a rest.
(Guitar Solo – upbeat and twangy)
(Chorus)
Oh, you gotta tame that Llama, keep him on the trail
Don’t let him set the wind for your weary sail
Just drop your anchor, let the heavy feelings be
That Llama’s just a thought, he ain’t the soul of me
Yeah, acknowledge what is showing, come back into the frame
Engage in what you’re doing—that’s the winning game.
(Outro)
Yeah, drop that anchor deep…
Let the Llama sleep…
Get out of your head…
And into the life you lead.
(Fade out with a final, crisp guitar strum)