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The Baker's Heart 2 by Dustin

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The Baker's Heart 2

rock,male vocals

0:003:53
Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
(Sound of a lonely wind, followed by a single, clean acoustic guitar riff. A lonesome harmonica plays a short, sad melody, then fades back.)
(Verse 1)
Dust motes dancin' in the morning grey
On the empty racks where the sourdough lay
Eighty-seven days of holdin' my breath
Just a baker man, waitin' for a quiet death
Barricaded the door with bags of stone-ground flour
Watched the world outside get sour, hour by hour
Listened to the silence, and the static on the radio
Nowhere left to stay, but only one way left to go.
(Chorus)
But the baker's heart is a stubborn thing
Got a sourdough starter, makes you wanna sing
Even when the world is burnt right to the crust
You gotta feed the hope and scrape away the rust
Knead the fear and prove the doubt
Let the wild yeast work it all out.
(Verse 2)
Traded my apron for a sharpened peel
Sun on my neck, the whole world got real
Walked the razor's edge of a cracked highway line
Learned the taste of dust and cheap moonshine
Heard the Crimson coughin' in the dead of night
Hid from the cold-eyed Blues in the pale daylight
Just a photograph of my little girl's smile
Kept me walkin' on, mile after bloody mile.
(Chorus)
'Cause the baker's heart is a stubborn thing
Got a sourdough starter, makes you wanna sing
Even when the world is burnt right to the crust
You gotta feed the hope and scrape away the rust
Knead the fear and prove the doubt
Let the wild yeast work it all out.
(Bridge)
Then a wall of thorns on a mountain high
Thought my road had ended, beneath a poison sky
But a hidden door in the land of the lost
Didn't matter the journey, didn't matter the cost
She was standin' right there, and I started to cry
Found my heaven, in my daughter's eye.
(Guitar Solo)
(An emotional, soaring slide guitar solo. It's not fast or flashy, but full of pain, relief, and hope. The harmonica joins in, weaving a counter-melody. The band builds behind it, then comes back down for the final chorus.)
(Chorus)
Yeah, the baker's heart is a stubborn thing
Got a sourdough starter, makes you wanna sing
Even when the world is burnt right to the crust
You gotta feed the hope and scrape away the rust
Knead the fear and prove the doubt
Let the wild yeast work it all out.
(Outro)
(The music gets quieter, back to just the acoustic guitar and a gentle drum beat.)
Smell of bunya nuts on a clay-fired stone...
Yeah, the baker in the mountains, he ain't alone...
Got a new recipe, for a brand new start...
Just a little bit of flour...
...and a baker's heart.
(Fade out with the lonesome harmonica and the final strum of the acoustic guitar.)