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On The Statistic
04:30
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I am statistic
A letter I’ve been
Or a number, better when,
It’s a number better than
What they, what they, What they might expect
I am statistic
I am the single petal
that circles to the ground…while the bud she sticks around
I am the fossilized remains, of the wolf pupp, in the cave,
the last surviving driftwood of the age
I am statistic…What they, what they, What they don’t expect
I am statistic
I am the tire left behind
after the family, only wanted three
I am! The double man, I am a double hydrogen…
with not an oxygen in sight
Better wrongs to better rights
The better tire left behind
After the family
When I was a letter
I was a capital or better, and,
anonymously, egregiously and evidently buried
And no matter how many eyes read me
Hell, barely part of here,
Hell, hardly even queer
enough to be
part of the story/family
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Original Conditional
03:20
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Heaven for the climate, hell for the company, I
like you like deciding
that I like where we fall on the divide
I made it to the bottom now I look up to the top with an eye
to why I like
pretending like
you like
there is a way to decide
My love is always original
I don’t love no one like you
My love is always conditional
It only works, to be you
And.you.know.it’s.you.today
I made it to the top and reminded
myself why I hate heights
But I,
like you, like to realign my deliberate delights
Heaven for the climate, hell for the company, I
Like you like pretending
that there ever was a way to decide
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Mary Sheriff from Athens Georgia wants to change her name
Folks putter and snicker and make assumptions, its always the same old game
Ladies up on high horses judge you coarsely no matter what state you’re in
It’s hard enough livin’ without opinions bein’ given, considerin’ where you’ve been
Mary Sheriff, that Mary from Georgia
Does a place define your name
That Mary ain’t married to Georgia anymore, and need never go back there again
And everyone’s got their ideas about where you should be by the end of the day
And who you should be with, and whether you should be with anyone anyway
So it’s easy to breeze over all the debris that a stranger has cut through before
That’s why Mary Sheriff needs to get out of Georgia and come with me up to the north
Mary Sheriff, that Mary from Georgia
when a place declines your time
There’s better life out there thanks to Pres. Eisenhower’s
Interstate highway sign (he signed it!)
And nobody’s shy about gettin' real high about all the things they’ve overcome
But they glance about sideways and won’t meet your eyes if they think you’re not doin enough
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Wastin time when I should be drivin
Everyday life can be hypnotizing
Please, remind me when I start to spiral away
Freedom, and Free
Southbound, four of us, the moon was risin
Freedom and free on the closing horizon, three,
of us for a family reunion, and I,
for a taste of the times…
Hold me close as darkness falls
my skin, my body can feel the pulse
as we move, closing on our destination
Asleep, to the hum and the whine
Poolside, morning, forever, awhile
for some it’s a dream, and for some a lifestyle, sweet
surrender to the curves of the water
the smile of fortune is kind…
Easing my mind as my lady is drivin
troubles will burn where the road does widen
Free, and Freedom are words that we seldom believe
or really know what it means
Southbound, four of us, and love was shining
Freedom and free ever mesmorizing
too few precious days, in a lifetime of striving
for a peace of mind…
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This too shall pass, the burn, the crash,
I am not the best, but I will last, and this too can pass
Cool, yea cool as I wanna be, blue, yea
Cool as a blue-blooded fool
Mm, blue as I wanna be, cool as a blue lagoon, swan singin
I try, I try to stay cool and to be, kind
I seem to remember some red wine
I seem to remember I was out of my head, red-blooded instead…
Hold on, this is a well made one
and, the thought is inviting me in,
somethin that we all can depend on,
takin our time, so speedy
You know, you are a beauty who’s
stealing, the light from a million suns
with, fine planets,
And, fine long term plans
I try, I try to stay cool and in my, mind
It’s never a question of who, tried
Or who didn’t die, or what happened to pass us all by, so speedy
You know, I am the keeper of two more secrets before I go
out of my head, red-blooded instead...
out of my head, red-blooded instead!
This too shall pass, the burn, the crash,
I am not the best, but I will last, and this too can pass
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Another wet Oregon fall
Where the gloom hangs low and the fog sits tall
I need to keep my eyes to the clouds
Cock an ear into the mist,
listen to the gust
for that ancient sound
Another brave Oregon song
The days are bright and the nights are looong...
...I lay my ear to the ground
I listen to the breezes
for that ancient sound
Click, tap, stream
Another brave Oregon song
For all the brave pioneers who have never been wrong
We always know the best way to flow
So we're already ready when we smell the snow
Click, tap, stream
Another wet Oregon dream
I see that trickle and I feel that stream
I wanna get back to the road
Look upon the nation
The great dissipation
and the wild ones go
Back roads Veneta to Eugene
backcountry here is a dreamers dream,
deep in an Oregon fall
There's enough to go around when we hear that call
Click, tap, click, tap, click, tap, stream!
Its been a pretty good year
Tho I feel like things are different with the season right here
It will, I suppose, move along
Back to the heat
Along to the rhythm of that ancient song
Click, tap, stream.
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(It’s a) Dark day, in Portland, Oregon
Some say the rain can wash away the pain
But I don’t feel like today
will be the day that I can cleanse myself of you
I’ve been bumped!
I’ve been a baby, baby
and the morning has left me gray…
But I’ll be makin’ my way to a brighter day
if that’s the worst the universe can say
Why I can’t make up my mind
I’m on stilts somedays and other days grind
I should be able to write my own history
but today I just feel like an amputee
It’s a dark (dark) day
in Portland, Oregon
I gotta find my wings so that I can soar again
One thing
that I can’t believe is
that I still can touch the dream
I’m on stilts, only for a brief brief week
and then I’m back where I started,
confused, bleak
[guitar solo 16 bars]
It’s a rainy rainy day
the first of the season
The air is breathin’ and the tires are squeelin’
This ain’t nothing like the winter before
When I was set in my ways like an animal
I’ve got a feelin’, a feelin’
A reason for appealin’
And that’s just fine with me
Cuz I’ll be makin’ my way to a brighter day
If that’s the worst the universe can fling
Why can’t I make up my mind
I get drunk some days and other days fine
I should be able to make my own history
but today I just feel like an amputee
Why can’t I make up my mind
I’ve got 7 different verses for the same damn line
I should be able to make my own history
but today I just feel like an amputee
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I don't wanna go home
But I don't wanna stay here
I don't wanna drink beer, I don't wanna stay here,
but I don't wanna go home
I don't know where I'm goin
I only know where I've been
I only know where I've been, I don't wanna go there again,
but I don't wanna go home
I don't wanna go home
But I don't wanna stay here
I don't wanna drink beer, I don't wanna stay here,
but I don't wanna go home
Eleven pounds of my head
Are tellin me to move on
I've been away too long, but I don't wanna be alone,
and I don't know where to go...
I don't wanna go home
But I don't wanna stay here
I don't wanna drink beer, I don't wanna stay here,
but I don't wanna go home
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