Carried It Home

Song By: Thomas Melson Styles Folk, Pop Folk, 1969 era, warm, bittersweet, earnest, hopeful, introspective, mid tempo 96 BPM, finger picked electric guitar, strumming on acoustic guitar, bass guitar, light brushed snare, tambourine, gentle organ swells, pedal steel fills, soft melodic, warm male Counter Tenor vocal lead, plain delivery, close mic presence, slight natural tone, tender emotion, close harmony female backing on choruses, one lead vocalist, same gender harmonies only, stacked two part harmony lift on final chorus, Verses open spare and quiet with finger picked guitar and close vocal alone, the weight of running carried low and plain, The pre chorus tightens as brushed drums and bass step in, organ rising under the confession that there is nowhere left to go, Each chorus opens into full warm band, the pedal steel lifting the turn toward love and growth, the two part harmony doubling the hope in the hook, The bridge strips to voice and guitar before the final chorus rebuilds to its fullest, ‑female lead vocal, ‑duet, ‑male harmony counter melody, ‑electric guitar, ‑distortion, ‑drum kit full kit heavy, ‑synth, ‑orchestral strings, ‑trumpet, ‑banjo, ‑fiddle, ‑psychedelic, ‑rock, ‑uptempo, ‑danceable, ‑sad ballad, ‑slow tempo, ‑sparse outro only Weirdness 60% Style Influence 80% Variety Off Max Mode On. [Verse 1 | finger picked guitar | close male vocal | sparse] I came home from Iraq, thought I'd be OK, But I couldn't forget, So, I packed my bag before the sun came up, Walked out that door, took one last look around, Thought if I drove far enough down the road, All those crooked shadows, would fall behind. [Pre Chorus | brushed snare enters | upright bass steps in] But the road just kept giving me, the same darn thing, Every new town had that same old ring, All those shadows just keep coming back. [Chorus | full warm band | pedal steel | two part female harmony] No you can't outrun the thing you carry, If it's riding right next to you, But I found a hand that held me steady, And we grew something good and true, You can't outrun it, no you can't, But love can help you carry through. [Verse 2 | guitar and bass | organ hum low beneath] I changed my number, changed the town, Thought a new face in the mirror might come around, But the same tired questions keep following me to bed, All the miles I traveled is still living inside my head. [Pre Chorus | snare and tambourine lift] Then you were standing where my crossroads met, First kind thing the road had offered yet. [Chorus | full warm band | pedal steel | two part female harmony] You can't outrun the thing's you carry, If it's riding right next to you, But I found a hand that held me steady, And we grew something good and true, You can't outrun it, no you can't, But love can help you carry through. [Bridge | voice and finger picked guitar alone | hushed] I stopped running on a Tuesday afternoon, You were sitting there on your stoop, You said, honey you look tired, Let me make you something warm to eat, And I said I've been hauling this weight so long, I've forgot what it is to rest my feet. [Final Chorus | fuller band | organ forward | harmony stacked higher] You can't outrun the things you carry, If It rides right next to you, But I found a hand that held me steady, And we grew something good and true, We don't outrun it, no we don't, We're just carrying, it together now, Side by side, We built a life, for two, Something crooked, turned to something sound. [Outro | pedal steel | guitar | slow decay] (Carry it, Yeah, carry it home) (Side by side we' er carrying it home) Yeah, carried it home!!!! Carried it home!!!! Oh carried it home!!!!