“WHAT YOU GIVE” – Rory Feek

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There’s a rare kind of song that sneaks into your heart and refuses to leave—“What You Give” by Tesla is one of those treasures. It’s more than just music; it’s an emotional lifeline, a reminder of the things that truly matter. Released as part of their Psychotic Supper album in 1991, this track stands out for its raw sincerity and timeless message: life isn’t about what you have, but what you give.

The song feels like a heartfelt conversation with a friend. Jeff Keith’s soulful voice, paired with the acoustic guitars that glide effortlessly into an electric crescendo, creates a perfect balance of tenderness and power. It’s the kind of song you play on a quiet evening, reflecting on life, love, and the memories that shape you.

At its core, “What You Give” speaks to universal truths. The lyrics are a heartfelt ode to generosity—not just in a material sense, but in love, time, and spirit. It nudges us to think about the legacy we’re leaving behind, not in terms of wealth but in the love we share and the lives we touch.

The iconic guitar solo midway through isn’t just a technical masterpiece; it’s a moment that feels like a deep sigh of contentment—a pause to absorb everything the song stands for. It’s no wonder this track became a fan favorite, standing the test of time as one of Tesla’s most emotionally resonant pieces.

Whether you’re hearing it for the first time or revisiting it years later, “What You Give” feels like a hug for your soul—a gentle reminder that life’s richest rewards come from the kindness and love we offer to others

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