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“We’re Gonna Leave in the Morning” – Song 4 – Enneagram 6 Songwriter – Analyzing Lyrics – Themes of Belonging and Security

It takes no stretch of the imagination to understand that my 4th song was written by an Enneagram 6, to an Enneagram 6.

This is the first official entry in my series of songs that I wrote specifically for my wife; as a glimpse into our relationship.

Ultimately, this song serves as a direct sequel to the song I wrote before it: “Fort Payne, Alabama“. It is about us starting over from our failed move to my hometown- and together, coming up with a new vision of our future together.

Apparently, that explains the line, “We won’t get lost, not this time. We’re gonna leave behind the plans we called Plan A.”

As Enneagram 6s, my wife and I both have 7 wings- and I would say that optimism stands out in these lyrics.

This also makes the first song of several in which I was able to convince my wife to sing with me.

Here are the lyrics:

“We’re gonna leave in the morning – We’re gonna hit the ground running – I know just where we’re going – We won’t get lost, not this time – We’re gonna leave behind the life we called Plan A – As follow the dots and lines of the painted interstate – And I don’t care if we’re just running off of fumes – As long as I’m with you – So put on that Speedwagon shirt you like to wear to bed – We’ll wake up about the time the coffee hits our heads – You’ll be the prettiest picture that’s ever been Instagrammed – As long as I’m your man – I will be your captain, you will be my lovely lady – I will take you where you want to go”

So looking back on this song I wrote nearly 4 years ago, can you see the Enneagram 6? Can you see my longing for security and confirmation of my own existence?

Feel free to leave a comment. I’d love to hear your thoughts!

And now you can listen to the song, below, if you wish:

 

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Dear Holly: What Will Really Matter a Year from Now?

6 years, 4 months.

Dear Holly,

For nearly a month, I had an event on the calendar:

I had been invited to a men’s breakfast for last Saturday, that I heard about through my F3 group.

In my mind, I had really built up this event; it was announced there was be Texas beef brisket.

However, the day before, you learned that Mommy would not be available to take you to your classmate’s Chuck E. Cheese birthday party; which just happened to be taking place during the same time as the men’s breakfast.

You began crying.

But not for long. Because I decided to take you to the birthday party instead.

And as for breakfast, I took you and your brother to a perfect Greek bakery near our house.

It was a no-brainer, choosing you over my own plans.

I just simply thought, “A year from now, what will really matter?”

The answer: Memories with you.

 

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Jack: I’m the Parent Who Takes You to the Birthday Parties

11 years, 10 months.

Dear Jack,

In our household, there are certain responsibilities that Mommy and I have assigned to ourselves:

She handles the budget, the scheduling, the travel plans, and the school details.

I handle cleaning the bathrooms, taking out the garbage, vacuuming the floors, half of the grocery shopping, killing the bugs, doing my own laundry, most of my own meals, and… taking you and your sister to kids’ birthday parties.

Last Saturday, you and your sister had a 10 AM Chuck E. Cheese party 20 miles north of us that lasted 3 hours, to be followed by another 3 hour party at your friend’s house about 10 miles south of us.

And the thing is, all 3 of us had fun all day.

Even me. For some reason, I enjoy shuttling you and your sister to your friends’ birthday parties.

Whereas if I was running around town having to do shopping and other errands, I would be exhausted and angry.

But for some reason, I enjoy being involved taking you to these parties.

I suppose it’s a way I feel like I bond with you; while in some way, reliving my own childhood; 30 years later.

 

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: You’ve Got Your 1st Loose Tooth!

6 years, 3 months.

Dear Holly,

All this week, you’ve been telling Mommy and me that you think you have a loose tooth. On Monday, I tried to wiggle the front tooth you said was feeling wiggly.

While I couldn’t feel it move, you insisted you could.

This morning, as Mommy and I waited with you for the school bus, Mommy tried wiggling it.

And I saw it myself: Your front tooth definitely visibly wiggled a little bit.

So now, it’s only a matter of time before you lose your first tooth. Every picture I take now may be the last one where you still have all your baby teeth!

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Jack: I Negotiated With You So We Didn’t Have to Go to the County Fair!

11 years, 10 months.

Dear Jack,

Something that was well established since our family’s (infamous?) Walt Disney World trip last Christmas was this:

I DO NOT do well in large crowds. It’s one of my personal living nightmare scenarios.

Therefore, when Mommy and I finally had to give in to you and your sister asking to go to the County Fair last weekend, I was definitely dreading it.

The anxiety and fear were building up.

Then on Saturday morning, as we had already waited nearly 20 minutes in a line just trying to get off the Interstate exit to get to the parking lot of the fair, Mommy kindly asked, “Jack, are you SURE you want to go to the fair today? We could do something else instead…”

At that point, I chimed in: “For the amount of money we would spend on you and your sister at the fair today, I will gladly give you both a stipend to spend at Target. Plus, we can go out for pizza first, at Mellow Mushroom.”

Like comedian John Mulaney says, “It is 100% easier not to do things than to do them, and so much fun not to do them- especially when you were supposed to do them.”

Officially, our entire family had more fun by cancelling our plans than going to the fair!

Love,

Daddy