Little Victories

Did things only some dreamed

Got discovered, signed, made a few girls scream

Got inducted to my high school hall of fame

For signing to music, not my grades

One of six with a Red Hot Chili Pepper

Those days felt at times so encumbered

Never felt like an anomaly

Never cared about doing this perfectly

Little victories

Little victories

Little victories

Little, Little, Little, Little Victories

Don't feel sorry for me

I'm honored to be in college textbooks

And many do papers about me

Can't say the glory, isn't rewarding

But glad they found a space for me

Raise my glass to my parents, brothers, teachers, and others

Joel, Em, Louie, Steve, and the Bass Brothers

To the critics who reinforced and erased my crazy druthers

Thank god for the low end least muttered

Little victories

Little victories

Little victories

Little, Little, Little, Little Victories

Don't feel sorry for me

This one's for Jake, thank god I stole his tape

The connection from Scott Guy has lasted quite a long time

He writes the tunes, me the lines

We can now play any state or across the sea

I honor those who paved the way for me

The word fortunate always crosses my mind

Big hope with bigger hills to climb

When I hang it up, hopefully, I left something behind

Little victories

Little victories

Little victories

Little, Little, Little, Little Victories

Little victories

Little victories

Little victories

Little, Little, Little, Little Victories

Never feel sorry for me