Baby I Ain't From Nowhere
by Muhammad Seven & The Spring
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lyrics
I'm a moth, You're a flame
I'm a song without a name
But you love to sing it
You were there when it was written
You've got rapture in your eyes
I've got nowhere left to hide
Your broken howl splits the night
and I've been bitten
I thought I needed information
Turns out I needed time
But if you want an explanation
Don't ask me where I’m from -
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Seven days
30 states
That’s a hell of a first date
Dollar menu, and a diet coke for breakfast
Off the map, off the chain
Like we figured out the game
We walked a line between
Adventuresome and reckless
You mentioned that you owed some back rent
So I said that ain't home
You sweetly teased me for my accent, girl
Don't ask me where I’m from -
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Home's a place couldn't find
With maps or reminiscing
And even if I search my mind
It's just a memory gone missing
There's no compass that can lead you back to
Some place you’ve never seen
But every time I'm looking at you
Well damn, a boy can dream
You found a basement room to rent
I was awkward with your friends
I got wasted on the night I met your parents
I worked hard to earn my keep
Out of bed while you lay sleeping
Hangin' gypsum as a carpenter’s apprentice
And though I didn't see it comin'
I feel like I belong
But even if I give up running
Can’t ask me where I’m from -
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Maybe I ain’t from nowhere
Time is cheap, love is long
You found names for all my songs
At your alter
I surrendered all my anguish
We built temples out of joy
When they handed us a boy
With a voice so loud
I learned another language
Now every city that we stroll through
Just seems to lead me home
Remember all those years I told you
Don’t ask me where I’m from -
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
I'm a song without a name
But you love to sing it
You were there when it was written
You've got rapture in your eyes
I've got nowhere left to hide
Your broken howl splits the night
and I've been bitten
I thought I needed information
Turns out I needed time
But if you want an explanation
Don't ask me where I’m from -
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Seven days
30 states
That’s a hell of a first date
Dollar menu, and a diet coke for breakfast
Off the map, off the chain
Like we figured out the game
We walked a line between
Adventuresome and reckless
You mentioned that you owed some back rent
So I said that ain't home
You sweetly teased me for my accent, girl
Don't ask me where I’m from -
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Home's a place couldn't find
With maps or reminiscing
And even if I search my mind
It's just a memory gone missing
There's no compass that can lead you back to
Some place you’ve never seen
But every time I'm looking at you
Well damn, a boy can dream
You found a basement room to rent
I was awkward with your friends
I got wasted on the night I met your parents
I worked hard to earn my keep
Out of bed while you lay sleeping
Hangin' gypsum as a carpenter’s apprentice
And though I didn't see it comin'
I feel like I belong
But even if I give up running
Can’t ask me where I’m from -
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Maybe I ain’t from nowhere
Time is cheap, love is long
You found names for all my songs
At your alter
I surrendered all my anguish
We built temples out of joy
When they handed us a boy
With a voice so loud
I learned another language
Now every city that we stroll through
Just seems to lead me home
Remember all those years I told you
Don’t ask me where I’m from -
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
Baby I ain’t from nowhere
credits
released August 15, 2023
Harmony vocals: Kelly Jo Reed
Lead vocals and acoustic guitar: Muhammad Seven
Electric and Acoustic Bass: Theo Brierley
Keyboards: Sam Kassierer
Produced and mixed by Colin Lester Fleming at Great North Sound
Engineered by James Bridges
Mastered by Dereck Blackburn, Quiethouse Recording
Harmony vocals: Kelly Jo Reed
Lead vocals and acoustic guitar: Muhammad Seven
Electric and Acoustic Bass: Theo Brierley
Keyboards: Sam Kassierer
Produced and mixed by Colin Lester Fleming at Great North Sound
Engineered by James Bridges
Mastered by Dereck Blackburn, Quiethouse Recording
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Muhammad Seven & The Spring New York, New York
M7 is a blue collar Americana songwriter hailing from Boston, MA and currently living in the Finger Lakes region of New York. The son of an Iranian immigrant father and French-Canadian mother, he and his music were born in the fallout of the '79 Islamic Revolution and the Regan/Bush era, and draw influences from '60s protest music, '70s rock and roll, '80s pop, '90s hip hop and 20th century folk. ... more
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