
Depending how you measure it
raspy male vocal, soulful southern voice, emotional grit, gospel-inspired delivery, baritone twang, bluesy tone, vintage mic warmth, live band energy, southern rock, americana, outlaw country, country soul, roots rock, swamp rock, alt-country, gospel rock, dobro improvisation

Depending how you measure it
raspy male vocal, soulful southern voice, emotional grit, gospel-inspired delivery, baritone twang, bluesy tone, vintage mic warmth, live band energy, southern rock, americana, outlaw country, country soul, roots rock, swamp rock, alt-country, gospel rock, dobro improvisation
Lyrics
Verse 1, Upbeat strumming, Happy mood
I’m waking up with sunshine
Dancing on my window frame
Used to count my little flaws
Now I laugh at them by name
Pre-Chorus, Light synth sparkle
Everybody’s got their cracks, every soul’s a little split
Funny how we glow the most when light is sneaking through a bit
Chorus, Big happy harmonies
I’m doing pretty good, depending how you measure it
Got a heart made out of glass, but I’ve learned to treasure it
People in glass houses, we shouldn’t throw a fit
’Cause we shine like crazy when the sun decides to hit
Verse 2, Handclaps, Playful energy
I used to fear the judgment
Of the folks with polished walls
But even perfect towers
Have their secret, tiny falls
Pre-Chorus, Light synth sparkle
Everybody’s got their cracks, every soul’s a little split
Funny how we glow the most when light is sneaking through a bit
Chorus, Bright stacked vocals
I’m doing pretty good, depending how you measure it
Got a heart made out of glass, but I’ve learned to treasure it
People in glass houses, we shouldn’t throw a fit
’Cause we shine like crazy when the sun decides to hit
Bridge, Ascending progression, Cheerful
Let the world keep looking in
I’ve got nothing left to hide
All my tiny fractures
Make rainbows on the other side
Chorus, Full arrangement, Happy burst
I’m doing pretty good, depending how you measure it
Got a heart made out of glass, but I’ve learned to treasure it
People in glass houses, we shouldn’t throw a fit
’Cause we shine like crazy when the sun decides to hit
Outro, Acoustic shimmer
Yeah, we shine like crazy
People in glass houses
