Carry it with You

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Carry It With You

You've got your father's taste for Beamish,
Your mother's talent for lies,
Poisoned like the river
That the factory sat beside.
Unplanned and unwanted,
Made to know it as a child
In the schoolyard, how they taunt you,
You've got the postman's eyes.

Your father lost his job,
His patience and his pride,
Moved out with your mother
And left you both behind.
It's hard enough at the best of times
To be a child.
What chance did you ever have,
When they both gave up trying?

Oh you've got to get away,
You've got to get out,
There's a whole other world,
Past the edge of this town.

Down at the 147,
Hustling pool and selling weed,
At school they're talking opportunities,
And who you might want to be.
You say, I'm already up the walls,
man, trying to make it through the week.
My choices were made for me,
Before I ever learned to read.

One punk drunk decision,
Earned you 18 months in prison,
You get out your better part missing,
21, armed with a conviction.
All you learned inside,
How to bend without breaking,
How to survive,
Gonna carry it with you, carry it with you
For the rest of your time.

Oh you've got to get away,
You've got to get out,
There's a whole other world,
Past the edge of this town

No work for an ex-con,
In this fair and noble land,
So you run a few late night errands
For a little cash in hand.
Prea drop-off,
Or a pre-dawn collection,
They don't tell you,
you know better,
Than to ask too many questions.

Oh you've to get away,
You've got to get out,
There's a whole other world,
Past the edge of this town.

Keep on walking,
Keep on walking,
No, no, don't you look behind,
Keep on walking,
Keep on walking,
No, no, don't you look behind.
You've got your father's gift for talking,
And your mother's green eys,
Keep on walking, Keep on Walking,
No, no, don't you look behind.

Niall Connolly - Acoustic guitar and vocals
Dennis Cronin - Trumpet
Chris Foley - Electric guitar
Len Monachello - Drums
Brandon Wilde - Bass, guitars and vocals

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from All We Have Become, released February 2, 2015
Niall Connolly - Acoustic guitar and vocals
Dennis Cronin - Trumpet
Chris Foley - Electric guitar
Len Monachello - Drums
Brandon Wilde - Bass, guitars and vocals

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Niall Connolly Brooklyn, New York

"Terrific. Disarming and beautifully crafted folk-pop. Connolly is a witty storyteller and a not-to-be-missed songsmith."

- The Chicago Tribune

"Among the most vibrant, poignant, and authentic indie folk artists in New York City."

-No Depression
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