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Inside My Heart
03:49
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Woke up this morning, and I knew what to do
I got out this old guitar and I wrote a song about you
Might not be found on any top 40 charts
But it sure as hell will communicate what is inside my heart
Ive never been someone to mix my words
I spit straight, don’t complicate with academic terms
Might not be granted any master for the arts
But I sure as hell will communicate what is inside my heart
I live for the old days, and I’d die for you
I’d give all that I have. Just to see this continue
Not much of a drinker, and I’m home most nights
I know what I like to do and you know I’ll do it right
Might not find me nowhere dancing in the dark
But I sure as hell will communicate what is inside my heart
I try to be loyal, and I pay my dues
I spend smart, no credit cards, no drafts overdue
Might not be running tabs in no fancy bars
But I sure as hell will communicate what is inside my heart
I live for the old days, and I’d die for you
I’d give all that I have. Just to see this continue
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2. |
Narrow Minded
03:23
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Narrow minded fools my run
this old worlds with their guns,
pen to paper, loud mouths,
(and) never ending reign of power.
But we all have our own ways
No two people are the same
So how could everyone play the same game
When the rules were written by few
Hard to decipher, yet to play to
But we all have our own ways
Sometimes we get (too) distracted to see
The ways in which we all share similarity
And so it takes practice to be
The ones with clarity
We all have our own ways
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3. |
Proud
03:32
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It was early when I heard the news
They said something about our will to choose
And I heard voices coming down the hall
Saying they couldn’t believe it all
But when you figure out what it was all about
Yeah, your heart surely would break
Because you live your life by the way you were raised
but doubt it took you further away
Taking a stand on the global stage
Violent action’s got us all afraid
Fear of God, death, or the plague
Making sure none of us feel safe
Cause when I figured out what it was all about
My heart surely did break
Because I lived my life by the way i was raise
But doubt it took me further away
I want to feel proud
I want those feelings of Home to be one that I own
With doors wide open and a trusting tone
In your voice when you speak and you’re telling us all
About Liberty and Freedom
I want to feel proud to call this Home
When you figure out what it was all about
Yeah, your heart surely would break
I want to feel proud
Feeling so detached these days
From hearing what the candidates say
And I can’t go my separate ways
Cause I am still in love
With the ideas
And the people that fight like hell to make them real
And the thought that things can changes
And I hope things can change
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4. |
China Town Hotel
03:32
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It was in the moment when we sat down on the curb and we started to talk about all that we might do
There was little in the way of us knowing where we might both end up when all of this was through
It all ended with and optimistic song about how “If this is it, it still hurst like hell”
We sand it in to a microphone we set up in the bath room of a China Town hotel
Somehow we both could tell
It was already done with
And somehow we both knew
Later on when it became clear that we were in trouble, and one of us might have to move
It was completely effortless, decision made for us, neither of us would have to choose
Enter legal documents to allow the two of us to live in one place
We had to prove with testimony, receipts, and photos. Lawyer up to prove our case
We were both on the same page
It was already done with
And somehow we both knew
And now it’s so funny to think back about that old studio we made, make-shift in our room
Singing along, the mattress flipped up, we’ve got our headphones on, carrying on like fools
Cause somehow we both knew
It was already done with
And somehow we both knew
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5. |
Don't Believe In Love
03:42
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It’s hard to believe in anything other than my breath
And even then I take it day by day
But their you are, just like a criminal
Because you take, you take my breath away
Now, I don’t really believe in love
At least not the kind that I heard of
There was no light shining from above
Just you, and that was enough
Now, I don’t believe in having one true love
that’s out their waiting for you to come and snatch them up
Nor that if you wait just long enough
Well your chosen one will surely come your way
But I feel as though if you find the right person
Well true love my form, but you’ve got to make it work
Now, I don’t really believe in love
At least not the kind that I heard of
There was no bells shimming, no doves
Just you, and that was enough
We can’t wait for a magical sunset
We can’t wait for no shining armor
We can’t wait for the perfect day to come
We can’t wait no longer
Cause I don’t really believe in love
At least not the kind that I heard of
There was no feeling deep in my gut
Just you, and that was enough
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6. |
Our Numbered Days
03:19
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I used to feel like the world was all against me
I couldn’t deal with my day to day surroundings
Like a wall build up around me
It all just went cloudy
As my heart was pounding in time
Our numbered days our way
Our numbered days, our way from now on
I used to hear about the world through their filters
My biggest fear is that I’ll add to it’s sickness
I just mind my own business
As my life feels listless
And the time is ticking along
Our numbered days our way
Our numbered days, our way from now on
Trying to heal all my past transgressions
Kindly appeal, for I might just learn my lesson
Like a child put to rest, and
My mind would be tested
But my life would be better off in time
Sooner or later you must trust in yourself
You ain’t gonna find that push from nobody else
Don’t dwell on the doubt that you’ve got it your head
It all ends up to numbered days
Our numbered days, our way from now on
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7. |
He Wrote Words
03:51
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My grandfather, he wrote words
And here I am trying to do the same
He was on his death bed
But here I stand alive and well
I will not take for granted
The life given to me
Family is like water
It’s hard to hold, but it’s vital
And I will always remember those days
and I will always remind myself
To be honest, grateful, loving to my kin
My grandfather, he was inward
He would keep to himself
He was not one for kind words
He would write them down instead
But I knew that he loved me
Even though he never told me so
His soul on those pages
Told me more than I could have known
And I will always remember those ways
And I will also remain myself
On paper, tape, and to you, my kin
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8. |
Not Going Home
03:28
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The wind my blow out past the fields
But you’ll never know, until it’s real
And she said “I’m not going home”
It’s the same old town she was born and raised
Same day to day. Things never change
and she said,
“I’m not going home
If I ever leave this town
There’s too many stories told
And none of them are my own”
She needs to find, go find herself
Like it’s some kind of measured wealth
That’s buried off somewhere
The coordinates are unclear
If she could only get out of here
Then the path would be revealed
We are not bound
To the course we found ourselves upon
If she weren’t around
Would she notice the void that she left in this town
If she left this town
And she said,
“I need more than this
If I ever leave this town
There’s too many stories told
And none of them are my own”
She said, “I’m not going home”
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9. |
We Started Driving
02:46
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We started driving towards the sunset along the way
Darkness behind us, we were convinced we could stretch the day
We were young and reckless, out on the road
Just got our license, 16 years old
As if someone had told us there’s no weight on our shoulders
Weekly allowance filled the gas tank part the way
It’s didn’t get us far, but those were steps we never dared to take
We were all explorers, no maps in hand
Out in the open, discovering lands
As if someone had showed us all brand new colors
Hearing the sounds of our own choice on the radio
Turned it all the way up, as loud as that thing would go
We were all excited. Singing along
Day turned turned to, and we were far from home
As if no one had told us we would grow older
To feel the power under your feet like an earthquake
The midnight hour felt so far away
We were young and reckless, out on the road
Just got our license, 16 years old
As if someone had told us there’s no weight on our shoulders
We were all explorers, no maps in hand
Out in the open, discovering lands
As if someone had showed us all brand new colors
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10. |
Tie One On
04:06
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Spend so much time trying to please the ones I know
Come to find out that friendships are easily broke
So I hit the road, trying to find my new home
Just a place to rest my head, a door that I can close
So you tie one on just to feel like you belong
in someone else’s arms, in someone else heart
You don’t need love, to love yourself
You are who you are, no matter who’s got your arm
You draw your own validity
by the value placed on you, from others point of view
And I can’t say that I haven’t felt the same way
Only feeling whole when a lover takes a hold
So you tie one on just to feel like you belong
in someone else’s arms, in someone else heart
You don’t need love, to love yourself
You are who you are, no matter who’s got your arm
You think loves gonna heal you in the end
But all you find you do is mend again and again
So you tie one on just to feel like you belong
in someone else’s arms, in someone else heart
You don’t need love, to love yourself
You are who you are, no matter who’s got your arm
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11. |
Life In The Country
03:57
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I wish to buy a house in the county side
I don’t need much, but I’d like it if you were by my side
We can watch all those fireflies
And lay in the grass, watch the stars go by
I don’t need no white picket fence surrounding me
All I need are those hills, those fields, those trees to survive
I don’t think I can make it in this city
I wish to raise my family in the country side
We can take our horses on a trail ride
And we can grow a garden together
and swim in the pond without our clothes
I don’t need no white picket fence surrounding me
All I need are those hills, those fields, those trees to survive
I don’t think I can make it in this city
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The Minor Kind Schenectady, New York
The Minor Kind is Eric Ayotte, Hannah O'connor and Charlie Jones. We got together late 2012 with the aim of starting a country band that was meaningful to us, and lyrically relevant.
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