Washington Heights
from Maximum R&D by James Britt
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A song about an upper-Manhattan neighborhood that has been home to many people of many backgrounds. Like so much of NYC, gentrification tries to control the story, but the lives and stories prevail.
From the debut album Maximum R&D.
From the debut album Maximum R&D.
lyrics
Like tales of Cabrini woods
Fading flights of
Mind how the stories fold
Mere ambition shines behind the
Eyes always burning north
Or over past the bridge's lines
Far on, from these streets
Beyond the running and the
Routine of our noise
The fumes trapped in
Bags, Bennett underfoot
Needles mark the interrupted
Trail walked by the ghosts
Our alter-egos bruised while
The A train calls again
One last super-sonic run
Another late-night Pinehurst
Another canvas changed
Reach past the recent future
Small hopes, prearranged
Replay the evening shadows
Remake the morning star
We leave, to live
We are left with who we are
Marked arms, adverted look
Shielding from the show of
Charmed lives spinning past
Sheer revision lost behind the
Eyes always turning north
Beyond the drop of Overlook
Paths shown, as they bring
fortune in the waiting and the
Route shaped by our choice
Assumes that we
Find here underfoot
Spaces left to bridge the broken
Trails left by our ghosts
Our altered streets resume
The morning calls again
One last super-sonic run
Another late-night Pinehurst
Another canvas changed
Reach past the recent future
Small hopes, prearranged
Replay the evening shadows
Remake the morning star
We leave, to live
We are left with who we are
We bring with us what we think worth reclaiming
And put them with the things we still withhold
The dead will not be buried by renaming
But fate is just a story we've been told.
Fading flights of
Mind how the stories fold
Mere ambition shines behind the
Eyes always burning north
Or over past the bridge's lines
Far on, from these streets
Beyond the running and the
Routine of our noise
The fumes trapped in
Bags, Bennett underfoot
Needles mark the interrupted
Trail walked by the ghosts
Our alter-egos bruised while
The A train calls again
One last super-sonic run
Another late-night Pinehurst
Another canvas changed
Reach past the recent future
Small hopes, prearranged
Replay the evening shadows
Remake the morning star
We leave, to live
We are left with who we are
Marked arms, adverted look
Shielding from the show of
Charmed lives spinning past
Sheer revision lost behind the
Eyes always turning north
Beyond the drop of Overlook
Paths shown, as they bring
fortune in the waiting and the
Route shaped by our choice
Assumes that we
Find here underfoot
Spaces left to bridge the broken
Trails left by our ghosts
Our altered streets resume
The morning calls again
One last super-sonic run
Another late-night Pinehurst
Another canvas changed
Reach past the recent future
Small hopes, prearranged
Replay the evening shadows
Remake the morning star
We leave, to live
We are left with who we are
We bring with us what we think worth reclaiming
And put them with the things we still withhold
The dead will not be buried by renaming
But fate is just a story we've been told.
credits
from Maximum R&D,
track released September 14, 2016
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by James Britt.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by James Britt.
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