Uploaded May 2019 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago
Ordinary Elephant with a song about Crystal's mom called I Come From. It appears on their cd HONEST. It was recorded live at Martinak State Park in Denton Maryland. Recorded with just the single microphone you see in the video.
ordinaryelephant.net
Lyrics:
"Eggshell white
Paint in your hair
Dirt beneath your nails
Years on the back of your hands
Some things can wash clean
And some, will stick around
Blades of St. Augustine
Scattered across the driveway
It still feels like Sunday
When I hear a cajun band
Every chamber of my heart, bears the mark
Of what I come from
Sometimes our world falls apart
But i guess, that’s what it takes
To find the part that cannot break
Wooden table on a concrete slab
The fish were red and the crabs were blue
Every five gallon bucket
Carries a piece of you
Some things can wash clean
And some, will stick around
Split beer and a deck of cards
An old bed sheet for a table cloth
Some of those days are lost
But most I still come across
I come from hard work
I come from never giving up
i come from you
I built cities from sidewalk chalk
Sailed the world in a cardboard boat
I hope I always dream that big
I put the whole damn kitchen
In every pot of cold mud soup
I hope I always put everything I got into what I do
Some things can wash clean
And some, will stick around
Every chamber of my heart, bears the mark
Of what I come from
Sometimes our world falls apart
But I guess, that’s what it takes
To find the part that cannot break
We cannot break"
Ordinary Elephant with a song about Crystal's mom called I Come From. It appears on their cd HONEST. It was recorded live at Martinak State Park in Denton Maryland. Recorded with just the single microphone you see in the video.
ordinaryelephant.net
Lyrics:
"Eggshell white
Paint in your hair
Dirt beneath your nails
Years on the back of your hands
Some things can wash clean
And some, will stick around
Blades of St. Augustine
Scattered across the driveway
It still feels like Sunday
When I hear a cajun band
Every chamber of my heart, bears the mark
Of what I come from
Sometimes our world falls apart
But i guess, that’s what it takes
To find the part that cannot break
Wooden table on a concrete slab
The fish were red and the crabs were blue
Every five gallon bucket
Carries a piece of you
Some things can wash clean
And some, will stick around
Split beer and a deck of cards
An old bed sheet for a table cloth
Some of those days are lost
But most I still come across
I come from hard work
I come from never giving up
i come from you
I built cities from sidewalk chalk
Sailed the world in a cardboard boat
I hope I always dream that big
I put the whole damn kitchen
In every pot of cold mud soup
I hope I always put everything I got into what I do
Some things can wash clean
And some, will stick around
Every chamber of my heart, bears the mark
Of what I come from
Sometimes our world falls apart
But I guess, that’s what it takes
To find the part that cannot break
We cannot break"
