White Nights, or How I Protested the Conditions of an Inhumane World
The stage is set, all the actors know their lines.
It's a revolutionary act.
The stage is set, all the actors know their lines.
It's a revolutionary act of suicide.
Mother, mother please don't do this.
Mother, mother please don't do this.
Lay down your life with your child, with your child.
Mother please lay down your life.
It's a fool who thinks he's winning when he's losing.
I will lay my burden down.
It's a fool who thinks he's winning when he's losing.
I will lay my burden down, lay it down by the riverside.
Mother, mother please don't do this.
Mother, mother please don't do this.
Lay down your life with your child, with your child.
Mother please lay down your life.
Just take a drink and go to sleep.
Take our life from us, take a drink.
Just take a drink and go to sleep.
Take our life from us.
We laid it down 'cause we got tired.
Mother, mother please don't do this.
Mother, mother please don't do this.
Lay down your life with your child, with your child.
Mother please lay down your life.
Mother please lay down your life.
If you want me to be your father, I am.
And if you want me to be your brother, I am.
And if you want me to be your neighbor, I am.
And if you want me to be your savior, I am.
And if you want me to be your father, I am.
And if you want me to be your brother, I am.
And if you want me to be your neighbor, I am.
And if you want me to be your savior, I am.
And if you want me to be your father, I am.
And if you want me to be your brother, I am.
And if you want me to be your neighbor, I am.
And if you want me to be your savior, I am.
And if you want me to be your god, I...
The Prick and The Sting
The needle on the bed,
Where you once laid your head.
The Prick and The Sting,
The nothing you bled.
Once was enough,
Sleep when you're dead.
And you feel it,
And you feed it,
And you feel it ain't never enough.
Your blood makes you this way,
Never know what to say.
The Prick and The Sting,
Words gone astray.
Once was enough,
A truth to betray.
And you feel it,
And you feed it,
And you feel it ain't never enough.
The urge, it takes hold,
To have and to mold.
The Prick and The Sting,
The weakness now bold.
Once was too much,
Your premise unfolds.
And you feel it,
And you feed it,
And you feel it ain't never enough.
supported by 4 fans who also own “White Nights / The Prick and The Sting [Acoustic]”
Alternative literate country against the backdrop of the US war in Iraq, too many mid-tempo songs but a fine collection, and "Good News" reminds me of A&M period Phil Ochs, the late & great. agutterfan
A collection of twinkling bedroom folk-pop demos from Fahim Rahman that arcs from hushed intimacy to sweeping cinematic emotionality. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 6, 2021
supported by 4 fans who also own “White Nights / The Prick and The Sting [Acoustic]”
As a bass player, I appreciate the more active drums and bass on these remixed tracks. My favorite "Unshakeable" track, "206 Bones", gets an adrenaline shot, and still has its satisfying bridge. This is an edgier direction for these tracks, and I'd love to hear more! Alex Harden