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Get Clean
02:41
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I gotta treacherous soul
I know I can't trust myself anymore
I fallen deep into an empty well
I started taking too many prescription pills
I always get tears in my eyes when the choir sings
There's a lump in my throat when the preacher preaches
and when I read out loud I get all shaken up
when I sleep I can’t stop thinking these thoughts
I'm gonna get clean
I'm gonna get clean for you baby, somehow
I know you don’t believe a word I say
But I’m checking myself in today
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2. |
Up and Down
03:48
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We are up and down
all the time
I want to stand on Solid ground
Are we swimming in? Sunlit seas?
Swim on through, though sunless seas
Markets go up, markets go down
Markets rise and fall and crash into the ground
Empires go up
Empires go down
Empires rise and fall into the ground
Hold my hand, come dance with me
swing and twirl and move with me across the floor with me
I want to dance
with you my girl
swing and twirl
and move with me.
We are up and down
All the time
I want to dance with you my girl
I want to stand on solid ground
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3. |
Carry Me
03:24
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She said:
Carry me, when I can no longer stand
Hold me, when I feel afraid
Be near to me, I need to know what's going on
Help me, I need you here with me
My girls are growing up
and they're making cakes in the mud
they are riding their own bikes
sailing through the neighbourhood
all of a sudden I see her stop
she's callin out my name:
help me, I need you here with me
My girls gotta a way
of changing all the rules we made
dad don't come here yet,
I haven't got a hiding place
but suddenly I see her stop
she's calln' out my name
help me, I need you here with me
We all have a time
when we feel a little scared
we fall down
and we need someone to lend a hand
it's okay to call a friend
and say to them
help me, I need you here with me.
Times have changed
we're no longer on our own
we have these constant
responsiblities
I'm learning to be ready
always ready to respond
Just call me
and I'll be coming near to you
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4. |
Swaying Forward
02:21
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5. |
Life I Want to Live
03:35
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well I can't write songs like Jim Guthrie
or play the drums like Justin Beiber
I can't afford a big synthesizer system
A marshall stack stadium sound is outa the question
But that don't matter much
and I don't need it anyway
Cause I don't need no life of fame,
I don't want my name on the hit parade
I just want to live the life that my mother raised me for
if we raise our kids working on a Parkhead farm
we'll sing gospel music on the porch
yah that's the kind of life I want to live.
I want to write songs that motivate me
to plant more food and watch less tv
shovels in my hand, now grab the handle
seeds are in my bags, let's go and plant 'em
this is more then self motivation,
it's the beginning of a conversation
How do I be more like my heroes?
If I were to die today choking on my cheerios?
What kind of life would I want to live?
Unison backing vocals
What’s the kind of life we want to live?
Dorothy Day and Peter Mauirin
Started a revolution in New York City
Woke up praying on their knees
organized their lives for the works of mercy
fed the stranger, gave them food and clothes
dreamed of a new world in the shell of an old
that's the kind of life I want to live.
Unison backing vocals
That's the revolution we want to live
Backing vocals “oooh” and “ahhh”
We don't want no slice of fame,
We don't want our name on the hit parade
I just want to live the kind of life, my mother raised me for
if we raise our kids in a downtown neighbourhood
we'll play gospel music in the city streets
yah that's the kind of life we want to live.
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6. |
Million Dollars
04:25
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If I had a million dollars,
It couldn't buy back the health of my father
Will All the memories of him?
Fly off into oblivion?
I can still see his worn out boots treading in the dirt in the morning
I can still see us running the rows of the garden potatoes in our hands
I can still see the light coming down from the stars covering the hay field
I can still the escarpment rising with the corn growing under it
If I had a million dollars,
It couldn't buy back the health of my father
Will All the memories of him?
Come back to me again?
I can still hear his radio crackling playing on the public station
I can still hear his chickens clucking in their coop waiting for him
I can still hear his keyboard clicking glowing in the dark of the evening
I can hear the creole rhythms beating in my heart when I was a kid
If I had a million dollars
I would spend another day with my father
A day in which we could laugh and remember
The good life that we shared together
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Jared Both London, Ontario
I am a London Ontario artist and I write in the vein of other Ontario indie folk artists like The Stars. In the cities I
have lived in, I have bicycled through many snowy streets to attend and perform at small venue shows.
Past bands include:
Barn Owl (Toronto)
-Young Feathers (Kitchener & Hamilton)
-Gospel of Barn Owl (Hamilton)
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