FRESHURIZED

by Stephen Bard

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Followup to BETWEEN US, Vol. 3: THE OTHER HALF.
Predecessor to ONE TRACK MIND.

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released July 19, 2018

Written, Arranged, Produced & Performed by Stephen Bard.

Additional Arranging, Production & Performance by Matt Wayne on Tracks 2, 3, 6, 8 & 9.

Recorded & Mixed by Stephen Bard.

Live Drumz recorded by Ryan Ball.


Copyright 2018. Chocolate Covered Strawberry Music (ASCAP).
Daily Natural Alternative Records. DNA 013.

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10/18 - Sheridan's Lodge, Andover, NJ. 9PM.

10/25 - Brooke's Beer Garden, Byram, NJ. 9PM.

10/26 - NJ Bar & Grill, Mine Hill, NJ. 9PM.
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Track Name: God It Just Blows My Mind
I saw the moon reflect the sun
God it just blows my mind
I heard a tune called "Born To Run"
God it just blows my mind
Here in this room it's so much fun
God it just blows my mind

I don’t ever want to die
The way I feel tonight
When you look me in the eye
I don’t ever want to die

The years go by, the babies grow
God it just blows my mind
They show me why I love you so
God it just blows my mind
Up in the sky the stars all know
God it just blows my mind

I don’t ever want to die
The way I feel inside
When you kiss me by and by
I don’t ever want to die

Though I know someday I will
And I know someday you will too
Still I wish that we could stay here
Until the universe is through
Just to think I get to love you
God it just blows my mind
Track Name: I Was Wrong (About A Lot Of Things)
No message – no call
I’m staring at the wall
In the morning with all the promises she brings
I thought the deal was done
I thought you’d feel like the one
I was wrong
I was wrong about a lot of things

I’m holding on the phone
I’m cold as a stone
Can’t tell a bluebird alone from just how strong she sings
I’d never see you’d have picked him
You’d never be the victim
I was wrong
I was wrong about a lot of things

One thing you can count on, baby
One thing that will always ring true
Most folks that you meet on this dirty dead-end street
Don’t give a damn about you
And the sooner that you learn this, baby
The sooner you’ll do
All that you came here to do

No message – no call
Just me and the wall
In the evening with blood, sweat and tears on these strings
I thought the deal was done
I thought you’d be the one
I was wrong
I was wrong about a lot of things
Track Name: Hair Hangin Down
Postman brings me nothing
No news is good news
Biting off my toenails
Fighting with the blues
Waiting makes me thirsty
Nothing to quench the thirst
Lava set to burst in me
Shame it’s my hand first

You and I weren’t hippies
We just spent weekends in bed
Nothing heavy on the TV
The weight of the world hadn’t yet reached my

Headline gets me nowhere
Thought it was my car
The way it’s going nowadays
Nowhere’s real far
I wonder if them people
Are bored of all this war
Maybe we’ll all throw down our weapons
And forget what all the fighting’s for

You and I weren’t hippies
We just spent weekends in bed
Nothing heavy on the TV
The weight of the world hadn’t yet reached my head
But since you been gone
All I do is imagine the draft blowing into this town
On the other screen is the heavenly scene
Of you and I in bed and your hair hanging down

Don’t make me wait too long for you, love
Look, the day is fading fast
You know I’ll do whatever I have to do, love
We gotta make something last
Track Name: One Thing On My Mind
It’s not the price of tea in China
Although that begs a question
Or the dinner at the diner
Though I think that’s worth a mention
It’s not the crisis in the news
About the Arabs and the Jews
Although I wish that they would choose to make that right

I’ve got one thing on my mind
I’ve got one thing on my mind
Yes I’ve got one thing on my mind tonight

It’s not the movie we just saw
Though I admit it made us laugh
Or the sushi in the raw
Although I’m glad you gave me half
It’s not the ceiling at The Saint
And all that peeling of the paint
Although a fresh new coat and ain’t that out of sight?

I’ve got one thing on my mind
Just one thing on my mind
Yes I’ve got one thing on my mind tonight

And you know what it is
My God is it that obvious?
The breeze is blowin’ and the moon is shinin’ bright
When you look that way at me
There’s nothing else that I can see
I’m just so glad I get to be with you tonight
Track Name: Equator
It’s so long that it goes on and on forever
It’s so moving that it made me see sick things
It’s so hot that it leaves your body burning
Yearning, burning to jump back through the ring

So how far did you go?
About as far as it took me
And when did you know?
About as soon as I came
And how did it feel?
About as deep as it shook me

We’re going south for the winter
West for the gold
We don’t like the north
You know it’s noisy and cold

It’s so not there you want all the more to touch it
Still it’s so there it’s the center of your gravity
It’s so wide that you don’t have the room to rush it
Every other minute we go back to thinking logically

We’re going north for the summer
East for the head
We don’t like the south
You know we’re sweating the bed

You equator with the ring of fire
And in your other hemisphere, there’s me
Track Name: New York Son
She called me yesterday morning to tell me he’d passed
Not like it came without warning - still my dad went too fast
I want to ask all these people tell me whatever you know
I know a few things about him - there’s so much I still don’t

Yeah I’m a 7 year old boy in my daddy’s shoes
He said, “Son, when I want the news, give me The Daily News.”
Nobody had to tell him where he came from
And when he said, “The Stadium,” he meant Yankee Stadium
He was the man I hope to be before I’m done
New York son

Corner of 102nd and Amsterdam Ave
I took the subway uptown with all that I have
Sat on his stool at the Red Eye where the whiskey’s still strong
He never liked to say, “Goodbye.”
He only said, “So long.”

Yeah I’m a 7 year old boy in my daddy’s shoes
And a 40 something father in search of some clues
Walking through the streets of his youngest years
Holding on to memories and holding back tears
All the kids are playing stickball
Having fun in the New York sun

I’m going to ask all these people tell me whatever you know
I know a few things about him but there’s so much I still don’t

Sometimes I put on his coat and his old leather shoes
And when I want the news, give me The Daily News
Nobody has to tell me where I come from
And when I say “The Stadium,” I mean Yankee Stadium
And no matter where I go I’ll always be one
New York son
Track Name: I Won't Hold My Breath
Naomi says she saw you on the street outside Wasabi
She was walking up 1st Ave and you were coming out the lobby
You hadn’t seen each other in more than quite a while
Inevitably my name came up
She says you forced a smile
“I really ought to call him,” is what I’m told you said
It would be nice to hear from you
But I won’t hold my breath

We’ve been apart for so long now
I hardly can believe it
Siblings of the soul you know
Sometimes I really grieve it
You get so close to someone, you imagine it’s for real
You’re tight no matter what and that will always be the deal
It’s strange to question things you thought you’d never second-guess
Who knows, maybe you will reach out
But I won’t hold my breath

No I won’t hold my breath
That would mean a certain death
There’s no way that you’ll ever turn to me
Yeah I could sit and wait like a fool at heaven’s gate
But I’d be disappointed for eternity

The world’s indeed your lover
I was always cool with that
But lying to yourself about your love ain’t where it’s ever at
Eventually the truth will out and probably the hard way
And when it does my dear you know that’s gonna be a hard day
And even then I doubt that you would ever acquiesce
Who knows, maybe I could be wrong
But I won’t hold my breath
Track Name: Your Face Again
I like to work, don’t get me wrong
Got a job to do and it’s all day long
And I do it well and I get it done
I’m thinking ‘bout the only one
Who knows me real and does me right
Makes me laugh and holds me tight
It’s like a secret no one knows
The sun goes down, the whistle blows
I can’t help but smile then
‘Cause I can’t wait to see your face again

Uncle Joe’s lasagna in the pan
I can’t believe that I’m the man
Who gets to eat this kind of meal
Who gets to be with you for real
The morning with you in the bed
The memory all day in my head
A secret told for me alone
The whistle blows, they all go home
Change my clothes, I’m smiling
‘Cause I can’t wait to see your face again

Some men they want riches
Others they want fame
Some men crave great power and to make themselves a name
It’s all well and good if that’s how they spend their time
My riches, fame and power is in knowing you’re all mine
Track Name: Afternoon Basketball
Willie Byrd the Third, I heard they clipped his wings
He don’t fly, don’t go high, don’t know why
The birds in this cage still sing
Ain’t no heat on Mission St.
It’s beat, they hardly eat all day
Against the wall as all that salty soul food just gets thrown away

Winters on the kitchen floor
The flaming oven’s open jaw
Like summer’s burning bedroom claw
But not as fierce and not as raw

Demo’s cool in school
He plays the fool for all his mugs in class
Clowns around but division’s got him down
The boy is hardly passing
Tries to rise but the criticizing eyes
Just see another stupid kid
No one takes the time to find
That precious mine there in his head

Willie Byrd, T. and Jerome
Though the bell has rung ain’t going home
Demo kicks it down to the gym
He knows his boys be waiting on him to play

Afternoon basketball
Up and down the court
Some are tall, some are short
They play afternoon basketball
Hits a layup on the fly
Hams it up when the girls go by
You say afternoon basketball

Jerome’s daddy ain’t nowhere to be found
And Willie Byrd’s just flew
Demo’s brother is doing 7 for fives and dimes
And that .22 he had
Grandma Byrd says, “He got what he gave…
The boy just ain’t no good.
Could’ve stayed in school but now
He’s nothing but some lowly hood.”

Willie lies in bed at night
And prays dear Jesus make it right
Bring my daddy home to stay
So maybe Sundays he and I could play

Afternoon basketball
Up and down the court
Some are tall and some are short
They play afternoon basketball
Shooting hoop out in the sun
Nothing wrong with having fun
You say afternoon basketball

Willie Byrd the Third, the word I heard is that he had a Fourth
Took his sweet Latisha and their baby boy to live up north
Don’t know why the years all fly and suddenly his boy is ten
Works real hard down at the yard
Never seen his pop again

But Willie Byrd done made a vow
To bring that boy up good somehow
Been there every single day
And Sundays now they both go out and play

Afternoon basketball
Up and down the court
Daddy’s big and his boy is short
But not for long, no not for long
Hits a layup on the fly
Hams it up with his momma watching him
Afternoon basketball

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