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1. |
Come Home
02:47
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I was hoping
My darling
Would come home
He went off
And left me
All alone
Withered decaying
What I was saying
Was wrong
But if the bond is worth saving
Darling you better come home
Come home
Come home
You come and go
As much as you please
You do what you want
And ignore me with ease
I best to get to going
If ain't showing
Up for long
Withered decaying
What I was saying
Was wrong
But if the bond is worth saving
Darling you better come home
Or I'll be gone
I'll be gone
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Won't Be Around
02:25
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Who you gon' run to?
I won't be with you
Who you gon' lie to?
I won't even hear you
Who you gon' rescue?
I won't even need you
Cuz I won't be around
Cuz I won't be around
Who you gon' plead to?
I don't have to keep you
And who you gon' weep to?
I've no more to give you
Cuz I won't be around
Cuz I won't be around
I won't be behind you
I won't be beside you
I'm gonna leave you
And I won't even miss you
Cuz I won't be around
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Rigor Mortis
02:52
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Did you come here from the other side?
You just appeared on my bedside
Did you come here to escort us?
Where will you transport us?
Rigor Mortis
Rigor Mortis
And the lights begin to dim
And the nights fall in
Can I take
Can I take my time?
I'm alive but I am dead
I hear them dirges in my head
My tears are turning sour
I'm drowning by the hour
Rigor Mortis
Rigor Mortis
Condemn my ashes to the urn
Was I born alive just to burn?
I consider it a curse
To go out in a hearse
Rigor Mortis
And the lights begin to dim
And the nights fall in
Can I take
Can I take my time?
And the ground feels so thin
Way way down I'm buried in
Can I take
Can I take my time?
Did you come here from the other side?
You just appeared on my bedside
Did you come here to escort us?
Where will you transport us?
Rigor Mortis
Rigor Mortis
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Rainbow Child
05:02
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I know it feels
Like you don't belong
Like in you something's wrong
I know how it feels
When they won't leave you alone
Or just keep unbeknown
I know about the chills (Chills)
The harm the pain instills (Stills)
It's like trouble can't wait to see you (You)
Look there it is getting ready to greet you
But you don't hide
Wouldn't dare to run
Far better for them to meet you
See how hard it's gonna be to beat you
And I say hey
Little rainbow child
They've never seen such a fellow
Rockin' that pink and yellow
Oh oh hey
Little rainbow child
They've never seen such a fellow
Rockin' that pink and yellow
Oh oh hoo hoo
Now you got 'em on the run
If it seems like you've won
It's your dreams playing dumb
For every name
Or cruel thing they say
Is ten more summers of drought
A whole lifetime of doubt
And next thing you know (Know)
You're invisible (Ble)
So don't ever allow it (It)
Ain't nothing they can do about it
Stand in your pride
Stand in the sun
Cuz who else would you be without it
Learn to love it never disavow it
And I say hey
Little rainbow child
They've never seen such a fellow
Rockin' that pink and yellow
Oh oh hey
Little rainbow child
They've never seen such a fellow
Rockin' that pink and yellow
Oh oh hoo hoo
(Chills)
(Stills)
(You)
(Know)
(Ble)
(It)
And I say hey hey hey
Little rainbow child
You gotta love yourself rainbow child
Gotta love yourself rainbow
And I say hey hey hey
Little rainbow child
Look at me little rainbow child
I was you little rainbow child
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Talk About It
02:52
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Tell me to run
And tell me to
Hide I
I don't wanna be in your way
Tell me to dodge
Tell me to duck
And I
I will get away
I'll never be afraid to lose
There's everything to gain
And I'll be right here
In case you wanna
Talk about it
Talk about it with me
And I'll be right here
In case you wanna
Talk about it
Talk about it with me
My dear
And I'll be right here
In case you wanna
Talk about it
Talk about it with me
And I'll be right here
In case you wanna
Talk about it
Talk about it with me
Always
Always
Always
Always
Always
Always
Tell me to run
Don't wanna be in your way
Tell me to duck
And I will get away
Not afraid to lose
If there's everything to gain
I'm willing to surrender everything
Everything
If we talk again
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7. |
Wasn't Mine
03:01
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Well my world was full of problems
Plenty enough to go around
Too heavy of a load to shove it down
Encountered a stranger with a burden to share
Was never meant for me to ever bear
It wasn't mine
I know it wasn't mine
Oh I know your problem wasn't mine
It wasn't mine
I know it wasn't mine
Won't turn your problems into mine
Life is just a lonely road
Got more stuff than I can hold
There ain't no way that I can carry you
With just my own I barely do
And yet somehow I get it all done
Get it all done
Well honest as able
Got trials to tell
Tried a dozen times only to fail
I can't join your tribulation and abandon all I have
What will become of my own path
Life is just a lonely road
Got more stuff than I can hold
There ain't no way that I can carry you
With just my own I barely do
And yet somehow I get it all done
Get it all done
It wasn't mine
I know it wasn't mine
Oh I know your problem wasn't mine
It wasn't mine
oh it wasn't mine
Won't turn your problems into mine
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8. |
Grandma's Kitchen
02:22
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Aint no running in and out
Not while mama is cookin'
Aint no running in and out
Not while grandma is cookin'
Aint no running in and out
Not while auntie is cookin'
You keep running in and out
Boy you sure to catch a whoopin'
Rolled up her sleeves
Now she washin’ the collards
Dark green leaves
Southern peaches for the cobblers
A bag of cornmeal
She be seasonin’ her flour
Cornbread in the oven
By the end of the hour
Aint no running in and out
Not while mama is cookin'
Aint no running in and out
Not while grandma is cookin'
Aint no running in and out
Not while auntie is cookin'
You keep running in and out
Boy you sure to catch a whoopin'
There is grown folk conversation
Goin’ on in the kitchen
The first time you heard
Grandma losing her religion
A whole lotta swearin’
And a whole lotta livin’
And a whole lotta laughin’ in the black tradition
Aint no running in and out
Not while mama is cookin'
Aint no running in and out
Not while grandma is cookin'
Aint no running in and out
Not while auntie is cookin'
You keep running in and out
Boy you sure to catch a whoopin'
When the matriarch sits
Then you’re free to have a seat
What she puts on your plate
Is exactly what you eat
But you better leave your fork and knife
In its place
Until grandma is good and done
Saying grace
Aint no running in and out
Not while mama is cookin'
Aint no running in and out
Not while grandma is cookin'
Aint no running in and out
Not while auntie is cookin'
You keep running in and out
Boy you sure to catch a whoopin'
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9. |
Jimmy James
03:38
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There was a soul named Jimmy
I once knew
Brown liquor for eyes
When he made his debut
He showered in hope
But he always smelled of regret
Concealed in the smoke of a single
Cigarette
He said he would answer to many names
But said he would never ever go back to being James
Jimmy would go days while he gazed
In the future’s past
His body was free
But his mind wasn’t built to last
He said he would answer to many names
But said he would never ever go back to being James
He said he would answer to many names
But said he would never ever go back to being James
There was a soul named Jimmy
I once knew
Brown liquor for eyes
When he made his debut
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10. |
In My House
03:31
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In my house
I sit alone
On the stairs
Nobody’s there oh yeah
I roam
Nobody’s home
In my house
In my room
Ain’t no sleep
I spend days
Counting sheep
Ain’t no rest
For my weary heart
In my room
In my soul
I am empty
Dark and cold
Like my chimney
Oh it’s black
Oh so black
In my soul
Well don’t ring my bell
Or knock on my door
And don’t bring me no mail
Or set foot on my floor
Just so I’m clear
You ain’t welcome here
Don’t ring my bell
In my house (In my house)
In my house (Alone)
In my house
In my house
In my house (And I roam)
In my house (Nobody’s home)
In my house (In my house)
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Terry Blade Chicago, Illinois
Terry Blade is a singer-songwriter. A multi-genre artist, his musical work is grounded in his experience as a black queer
artist.
Since his 2020 debut, he has won more than 75 awards and nominations for his music. He has drawn comparisons to artists such as Meshell Ndegeocello, Macy Gray, and Antony and the Johnsons.
He was born and raised in Washington, DC, and resides in Chicago, IL.
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