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Sing with the Voice God Gave You

by Paul Sridhar

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    Sing With The Voice God Gave You was written and produced in Paul Sridhar's home in Louisville, Kentucky.
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Listen to Me 06:05
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The End 01:24

about

01 When Nostalgia Comes

When nostalgia comes
It takes everything
To pay attention

It brings with it thoughts
Of how things were
Impressions of what might be lost

I’m distracted
Cuz I’m feeling down
It’s become instructive
Now i know it will end

Each new season brings
Reminders of the things
That meant the most

Friends that came and went
That’s how things go
Noone knows the future before it comes
I wish we could keep in touch more


02 Steady Climb

Blue and white
Snow and sky
Rare contrast in a life that’s gray

Steady climb for miles ahead
Your face is red
Put Your hand in mine

Set your sights on the yellow sun
The only one fixed in your eye
Each white step each full of yearning
Each red lung burning all the way

Steady climb fell down one time
I looked straight up into the pines
Green and white with brown straight centers
Been around for winters
Breaking up the light

I’m not nearly as strong as one of these pines
Put your hand in mine
I won’t last that long

I won’t last at all
the way the trees stand tall
Put your hand in mine
Who needs a better sign

Like a boy who lied
Where did your footprints hid
Put your hand in mine
Forget a better sign


03 Listen To Me

Listen to me, are you deaf, look at me, did you hear what I just said?

Bend your ear, come over here

Can’t you see, are you blind? I’m sinking down. The water’s come up to my head.

Where’d you go? Some hiding place. It’s not a game to me.

Answer me, tell me you’re near

Days and nights going by, throat is sore, waiting, waiting and hoping to be alright

All the days are the same. Truthfully it gets worse everyday
Don’t even say this too shall pass

Somehow I see the light. The light at the end it’s getting closer

You see me. I know you hear

My circumstance is pressing in. I’m crouching down under your wings

I can’t explain, I thought I knew. I was a brute. I’m always with you.

Day and night I’m pouring out a stream of thoughts like water to you

My soul can’t sleep, and I feel like the walking dead

Looking up from the pit I’m in. I only see more of the same closing in

Though surrounded on every side. I can’t believe that you would hide. Dreadful things they fall on me. But even so somehow I know you remember me.

All the days are the same. The sun and moon are set in their ways.
Let the lights guide your eyes. Faithful witnesses in the skies. Count on him as surely as they rise.


04 Sing With The Voice God Gave You

What would you say if I got away
And bought you things

paper and wood, crafty and good
Like it should

Baskets and books, some photos you took
From that time we went on va-cat-ion

What would you do?
I’ll give you a clue
You wont be mad

New curtains in twos, babies in blues
With matching shoes

Lipgloss and fruit and leather brown boots
You can wear at the winter weddings

A duet for guitar stuffed into a jar
And covered up

Plasticky frames, dusty old games
With no directions

Something i said, imprinted in lead
Put up on the refrigerator

Checkers on pants
You think you can dance
To any song

Talking and text, watch out for whats next
Our show is on

A flying white dove, as free as our love
Love’s making me more serious

I’ll sing with the voice God gave me
Lots of stuff only rusts well maybe
I can bring home something that makes you feel good

What would you do if I came to you with matching chairs
Covered in white, positioned just right, nice and tight

Stitting so still, so nothign will spill
Like a tabletop

I could hang a picture on a nail
I just hope it bends before it falls
Nothing hurts like when things come down from the walls

When does it end, obsessed with the trend
I’ll never find the right collection

But something to share now isnt that fair
I dont need to win your affection

A well written curse tucked into a verse and prayed away

Simple and smart, pulled out of the dark, so no one saw

Blatantly bright, a signal at night
Finds me thinking about something else

Bark and berries somethign scary out of touch is out of time and alligator saying later lego buildings built of wood and water wetting judges letting laws are getting kept at weddings sunday shoes are slipping on the news that ceases fires burning tires turning lefties throwing pitchers right into the gutter ditches grass it grows on farms of lollipops and cigarettes is bad is good is glue is wooden things are made for you and you is you and I is we, the sun will rise now let us be.


05 I'm So Lucky To Know You

I’m so lucky to know you
Your blue eyes see through me
Your new striped dress in my view
A beautiful picture to see

I’m so lucky to have you
Your soft touch goes not unseen
I have so many bad habits
Yet a kind woman loves me

I know sometimes I can be a drag
Get home from work my mood is bad
Despite my eccentricities
You hang with me


06 I'm So Lucky To Have My Weekends

I’m so lucky to have my weekends with you
I’m so lucky to spend my weeknights at home
It’s so clearly a good situation for me
And you
And them
And us

Life is sweeter through the threshold
Life is sweeter when i hold you in my arms
Life is clearly a good situation for me
And you
And them
And us

When I pull up
when i walk in
I’m stretching out, we’re wrestling
So happy to see me

When I drive up
when I walk in
I lift you up
I don’t know how...
so happy to see you


07 Keep Your Head

Keep your head on. Life - it don’t wait two minutes.
mile after mile marker you’ve walked.
dodging cars like bullets, left then right

it’s hard enough to breathe right,
let alone not getting hit

tell your fool heart to beat again.
paralyzed. fear keeps you down.
(the unknown and the known)

stressed out and tired from dotting i’s
spacing out at the ground with heavy eyes

maybe everyone loves you,
but maybe you’re a ghost

you are a son in a long line.
children of the king, who’s alive. he never dies.
i love you. and i want to hold you close like a lamb.

a broke car window. a punctured tire. that’s me.
a bike’s no way to get to far off places
like austin, texas or jacksonville, florida.
i need some fresh air out on the open road.
i need some time away from my family.
my friends dont want me. i dont like them.
it wont be long before they find me in a diner somewhere.
or locked in my room, it dont matter. i feel like a vapor.
the wind is gonna come and blow me away.
i need them more than i thought.

you are a son in a long line.
children of the king, who’s alive. he never dies.
i love you. and i want to hold you close like a lamb.
to my chest. to my heart. oh my God. oh my child.


08 Me You He Her

Me and you and he her
The ordinariness of it all
Each gift it comes with blinking eyes
Just like that it seems we’re four
The newness isn’t wearing off
Her changing face makes sure of that

Her changing face makes sure of that

His big brown eyes they take her in
Her big blue eyes deep with joy
As they watch our brand new girl
My big brown eyebrows move up and down

The newness isn’t wearing off
Her changing face makes sure of that

My love is working over time
She lifts us up and lays us down
She’s beautiful her face it shines
And hair is dark her laughter bright

The newness isn’t wearing off
The change we face makes sure of that
We’re sleeping less and laughing more
We’re trading off forevermore


09 Pull Over Your Head

Pull over your head the covers from the bed
Pink lying there, a smile and a pair
Of brown eyes
Watching her brother there

Where’d brother go
What’s that lump
I don’t know
His cover was gone way before it was on
Can’t stop laughing, can’t hold it in

Making up words, turning sounds into verbs
The songs that we sing have nothing to do with anything
But they still have meaning

The evenings and the weekends they roll by
I’m keeping them all

If time were treasure, I’d spend it on you

Books on the floor look white window door
Ceiling fan light brown guitar ring finger hand

Sister smilin’

Leave the lights on we’re still going


10 The End

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released June 13, 2018

Produced By: Paul Sridhar
Mastering: Chris Graham
Artwork: Crystal Sridhar
Photo: Courtney Grace

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Paul Sridhar Louisville, Kentucky

Paul Sridhar writes and records in his three-bedroom house in Louisville, Kentucky. It has wood flooring, a basement, a fireplace that rarely gets used, a detached garage, and a decent backyard. It's home to his three favorite people in the world - his wife and two children.. ... more

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