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Your Little Boy
03:04
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Daddy I’m afraid that there’s
Something underneath the stairs
Mommy I’m afraid to go
Outside where everybody knows
That something inside is wrong
And I think I might not have long
Before the road that always bends
Finally comes to an end
Now I can’t fix this on my own like I thought I could
Daddy I can’t hear for all the noise
I can’t come in with guns a-blazing like I know I should
But Mama I’m just your little boy
I gotta make some sense
Out of the present tense
I’ve got a ways to go
Before I’m buried in a box of snow
If I could only take that step
Without using up all my breath
If I could only raise my head
High enough to see if I’m dead
My sheets are stained with sweat and blood and the smell of fear
And all the things that Death enjoys
A man ain’t never meant to shrink or cry a tear
So it’s lucky I’m just your little boy
So once I stand and cry
With my daddy right by my side
I know there’s nothing that I can’t win
With my mama holding me again
Mama’s gonna take some time
To see her baby comes through just fine
My daddy’s gonna see it to the end
He’s gonna help me stand again
Now I can’t fix this on my own like I thought I could
Daddy I can’t hear for all the noise
I can’t come in with guns a-blazing like I know I should
But Mama I’m just your little boy
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2. |
The Nightingale Floor
03:26
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Devils of mercy, are trying to force me
To get a little sleep, get a little unborn
It’s a tough contemplation; but I may have to face it
I’ll have to get by without me on board
I don’t even have to strength to stand up
I don’t even know my name anymore
I don’t even know if it’s really your footsteps
Coming across the Nightingale Floor
Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up
Before it’s too late
Hallucinations, mental perambulations
The smell of bleach and the smell of war
Hospital patients congratulate us
Doctors just turn their eyes to the floor
There’s someone who needs me to be like myself
Someone who needs me to
fight some more
But something else in the blackness and hell
Is coming across the Nightingale Floor
Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up
We’re just at the gate
Please let me sleep
Rock me to the edge of fatality
Help me step off this glacier and into the cosmic sea
But it isn’t in my nature to surrender so easily
Something inside me is gonna divide me
Who I was and what I’ll be
There’s no time for doubting no heretical shouting down
Of chemical gods and therapy
People are praying and crying enough
People are crowding my bedroom door
People are waiting for me to wake up
And blocking your way ‘cross the Nightingale Floor
Get up get up get up get up get up get up
There’s no time to wait
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3. |
My Bamboo Trees
04:15
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Once I was sick – I was down and out
There was a little bamboo tree I couldn’t do without
My little tree was just this high – but he grew a lot then
On summer days we would lie in the shade, on summer nights he’d listen
My bamboo tree - he loves me
In a land long ago, when I was so much older
There was another little bamboo tree but I was so much colder
He’d tug my shirt and he’d make me play, but my heart wasn’t in it
But now a life without this bamboo tree wouldn’t be worth livin’
My bamboo tree - he loves me
They make me smile
I’m so glad they were there for me I was lost for a while
Now I believe
I’ll never be too far away from my little bamboo trees
Once upon a time there was a bamboo princess
She’d tell me stories of her bamboo land when she’d see me restless
We’d sit together as she’d tell her tales of kings & queens & monsters
She hugged me tightly with her bamboo arm till I was sick no longer
My bamboo tree - she loves me
They make me smile
I’m so glad they were there for me I was lost for a while
Now I believe
I’ll never be too far away from my little bamboo trees
My little bamboo trees
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4. |
All the Pleasures Prove
02:29
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You make me smile
When I least expect it
You make me lose my place
You make me hold my breath
You make me brave
You make me quiet
Do you feel the same as me?
Can you even try it?
For many reasons, the change of seasons
Makes me sad
So little time left in my life
Don’t walk/turn away
Come live with me my love
Come and kiss me twice
Come and hold my hand
And help me make it through the night.
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5. |
I Can't Find My Way
02:10
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Her love might be seasonal
His love comes in trade
My love has no reason
But your love still remains.
I can’t find my way (without you now)
I can’t find my way
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6. |
A Better Man
02:31
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Now I can love you better
Now I can hold you close
I’ve tried all my life to be strong on my own
Now I can dream of us in color
I’m surprised I can dream of us at all
I might not get it right but I’d like to try
Life’s no commodity
To trade it in so easily that way
There’s never been a darker night
Then yesterday when I lost my life
But I woke up to a better day
I can let you
Love me the way you think that I deserve
If I walk by your side now I know our way home
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7. |
Cry and Breathe
03:18
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When you get to the ledge and there’s nothing to see
And the fall was much quicker than you thought it would be
Nothing left for you to believe
So you sit, and you listen, and you cry and you breathe
Two degrees from stardom
Six degrees from home
I hang on to my loneliness
Like a dog on its bone
Silver streets are rusted
The sky is bitter and chrome
Too late my heart has been tested
And I have tasted my own soul
When you get to the ledge and there’s nothing to see
And the fall was much quicker than you thought it would be
Nothing left for you to believe
So you sit, and you listen, and you cry and you breathe
My grandmother prays for me
I’ll take all the help I can get
She said “God’s will’s a mysterious one,
And there’s more work for you yet.”
She said “Son I know life’s a tough one,
But I know hard times will pass
Love is always enough, boy,
It’s the only thing that will last.”
And I know she’s right
I know this life
Nobody makes it out alive
But it’s worth the fight
To see their eyes
When I can beat the odds again
And make it to tonight
When you get to the ledge and there’s nothing to see
And the fall was much quicker than you thought it would be
Nothing left for you to believe
So you sit, and you listen, and you cry and you breathe
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The Baker Street Irregulars Chicago, Illinois
Somewhere between Plastic Ono and Rolling Thunder, THE BAKER STREET IRREGULARS bring an LGBTQ twist to the classic folk/folk rock/indie milieu. Brian McKnight – the singer/songwriter/multi-instrumentalist at the center of this one-man-band – enlists the aid of the occasional musician (thus the irregular line-up) to record original songs that are at once deeply personal and entirely universal. ... more
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