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On the Streets

from No Turning Back From Here by Osekre

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Wrote this track about those crazy days when the streets offered refuge. Kiki Djan, a super-star turned drug addict's experiences, became a lense through which I viewed street life.

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On These Streets

On these streets

'Was born in need

Born, I was told

Of here in the cold

No mother, father, lover

Or cover from the higher

On these streets,

'Was born in need.

On these streets

'Was born in need.

Born, 'was told

Out here in the cold.

No mother, father, lover

Or cover from the higher:

On these streets,

'Was born in need.

On the streets I stand in need.

Born I was told,

Of here in the cold.

Streets have no hope,

Only problems

I cannot cope.

No opportunities surround.

Only disappointments abound.

Frustrations pour like rain.

Misery continues to reign.

The streets cannot be my house!

I'm like a helpless mouse!?

With no mother or father's love.

No cover from a caring dove.

But I need the warmth of a home.

I can't continue to roam.

Will I always remain on these streets?

Will no one even offer me a treat?

From the streets I cry aloud

To God above, I love.

On these streets,

I stand born in need.

Born, I was told

Of here in the cold.

No mother, father, lover

Or cover from the higher,

On these streets,

I was born in need.

Stand on line

And wait for time.

Search my place

In a great fast race.

I might be falling backwards.

But don't just count me out yet.

On these streets,

I stand in need.

Pain strikes through the heart like lightning in the clouds,

Comes through the night,

Prevented us from seeing light.

Paint tears hope apart

And makes dreams depart

Inflicts deep wounds that no balm can soothe.

Leave behind scars that are tell-tale marks.

None is spared from its blows.

Pain will not let mercy flow.

It will not accept any bribe

No matter what your tribe.

But after hard pain.

Comes the cool rain

That restores and redeems

The wretched and even withered

And makes all things beautiful even in His time.

Stand on line.

And wait for time.

Search my place.

In a great fast race.

I might be falling backwards,

But don't just count me out yet.

Stand on line,

And wait for time.

credits

from No Turning Back From Here, track released November 24, 2009
Ishmael Adjetey Osekre: Lead vocals

Sean Peters: Background vocals

Andre Rivie: Acoustic guitar

Hannabiell Sanders: Drums

Kristin Young: Background Vocals

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"This Afro-indie band can’t be pinned to any one genre but instead transcends all, with lyrical and reflective beats. The band “turns local sounds global and brings global sounds local” with its clear African influence, but its sound goes beyond this, creating a universal funk that anyone would want to jam to. " ... more

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