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You find a wave and try to hold on for as long as you can
You made a mistake you’d like to erase and I understand
What’s left for you and me?
I ask that question rhetorically
I can’t buy into astrology and won’t rely on the moon for anything
No turning, there’s no turning back after what’s been said
No turning, there’s no turning back
Meditate, play solitaire, take up self-defence
When you get old and faded out, will you want your friends?
So what’s left for you and me, honey?
You respond to my question metaphorically
I don’t read into psychology and won’t rely on your mood for anything
What’s next for you and me?
I’ll take suggestions
We toss and turn in undertow
Time to let go
There’s no turning back after what’s transpired
There’s no turning back
It’s so uninspired
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Rode here on the bus
Now you’re one of us
It was magic hour counting motor bikes on the turnpike
One of Eisenhower’s live your life
On a merry-go-round
Who starts a fire just to let it go out?
If I saw you on the street would I have you in my dreams tonite?
On a weird guitar said you wrote awhile in the waking hours
In fluorescent light antisocialites watch a wilting flower
Live your life on a merry-go-round
Who builds a wall just to let it fall down?
Don’t let motion distort everything
Don’t sit by the phone for me
Wait at home for me, all alone for me
Your face was supposed to be hanging over me like a rosary
So morose for me, seeing ghosts of me
Writing oaths to me
Is it so naïve to wonder if I saw you on the street
Would I have you in my dreams tonite?
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Plimsoll Punks
04:49
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When I chip through your candy coating you’re stuffed with insulation
Just strawberry ice cream floating with a sprinkle indignation
Cherry under knot of shoestring
Conflate and agitate
You’re a plimsoll punk and you’re getting me down
Plimsoll punk your posture’s blocking out any possible light
I can hardly see
This conversation spirals into a fight
I can barely breathe
Who ran from roman candles underneath a willow weeping?
Do the tealights on your mantel illuminate that summer feeling?
You’re the seashell in my sandal that’s slicing up my heel
You’re a plimsoll punk and you’re getting me down
Wracking my brain trying to escape getting me down
Your posture’s blocking out any possible light
I can no longer see
This conversation spirals into a fight
I can barely breathe
Plimsoll punks
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Your Type
02:03
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Hop that fence if you wanna
Then dissolve into the nite
Ditch your friends on a whim
Later resurface in a fight
Kill the buzz with your decrees and conspiracy theories
I die on the inside every time
You will never be alright
I will never be your type
Gambling with your working visa
You’ve got something to prove
Take a photo of the Mona Lisa
Get thrown out of the Louvre
And with vomit on your feet
Clamouring bon appetit
Knew that I would never be your type
Hop that fence
Reason without rhyme
Let me state delicately you’re an O and I’m an AB
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Not My Baby
04:16
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Now that you’re not my baby I go do whatever I want
No need to turn around to see what’s behind me
I don’t care and it’s true
I’ve been checking out lately and I go do whatever I want
No need to turn around to see what’s behind me
I don’t care because I’m not really there
And now that you’re not my baby I’ll go do whatever I want
No need to sit at home with the dial tone
Because I don’t care and it’s true
I’ve been going out lately and I go do whatever I want
You can write it down with a fountain pen
Close your eyes and then count to ten
You can tell your friends that I don’t make sense
And I don’t care because I’m really not there
The nite is like a fading radio
The lake was frozen over long ago
Now that you’re not my baby
Now you’re not
You sought an eye
So did I
For an island you sought an eye
So did I
For an eye traded my rose-coloured shades for a wide lens used to make noise
Now I much prefer silence
Now that you’re not my baby
I feel alive for the first time
Since I don’t know how long
I see a light for the first time
Since I don’t know how long
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Hey
02:48
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Hey
Have you lost your sense of place?
Hold a brush to your white toothpaste
Does the mirror look a little strange?
You: satisfied with making do
Don’t think so, yeah
Should we pull the parachute?
I will land on my feet but I probably won’t leave the house for awhile
And it feels like forever since you held me like I was a human being
And I am a human being
Blind drunk in an alleyway assuring you I’m fine
Blind in an alleyway positive I’m fine
Molly Mayhem on your doorstep at three AM
Fight and you run and you run
And it’s likely over now
Fight and you run and you run
And you want it over now
This is the nineteenth round and you know it
This is not the right crowd and you know it
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Lollipop (Ode To Jim)
03:17
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Saw Jim Reid in the corridor and I wondered if he could ever see me that way
He was on my list at the grocery store when you grabbed my wrist
And said you liked me keychain
Read your feature in the weekly paper
And honestly I found it a little bit bloated
Friday we fell through the coffee table
And that’s when I discovered that my heart exploded/
How you’re a lollipop in the form of a lightning bolt
You’re a lollipop in my hair but I’m a gumdrop
Am I ever gonna fit that mould
Because I don’t have the patience to wait in line for you
When I came back to apologize
You asked me if I was intrigued by LSD
I sat next to you on the picnic bench and before I knew it
You were flying next to me
I met your baby at the exposition
And frankly I found it a little unnerving
I let you know when we were driving home
And all I can remember is the fact we were swerving
Lollipop in the form of a lightning bolt
You’re a lollipop in my hair
How could I ever obtain you?
But you’re a doorstep when you’re lying on the bathroom floor
And I don’t have the time to wait in line for you
How could I ever betray you?
Alter my state to get through this date
You’re alone in this picture and it swallows me whole
You look like Iggy Pop circa ’73 or ‘4
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Already Gone
03:03
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If there were an ocean we’d be wading in the distance
There would be only water creating our resistance
A place to decompress
A vat of chlorine’s close enough I guess
If there were an ocean we’d glisten on the surface
Instead of an eruption we bubbly only briefly when there is erosion
We both regret it deeply
I arrived at the scene
You were perfectly surrounded by pylons
When the crowd separated the officer said you were already gone
Appetite minuscule
Middle of the nite
Drain the pool
The summer’s over I don’t think I could find it
I don’t know how to find it again
Don’t think that I could get behind it
I don’t think I will ever find it again
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Saved By A Waif
02:59
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New Saturday in the park
Didn’t think you fell that hard
Oh Adrian the silver maple never saw you coming
Stay where you are, state what you are
Stay where you are and no one gets hurt
You cut your hair now
You look like a little boy
You climbed the stairs so high
You can’t come down from there
Said you wanted to get it together but you don’t
Said you wanted to get it together but you won’t
Say something, waste something
Change your life
Take something, break something
Make your flight
Say something, anything
Mommy wants you to be a doctor so she can tell her friends
You’re like your father
And if it’s all for the sake of conversation
Then maybe you should try a new vocation
Oh saved by a waif and the weight of your wayfarers
Not to be confused with hippies in Toronto
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Forget About Life
02:42
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I thought of going in the lake and swallowing
Thought that I had unplugged the phone until it rang
When the phases of the moon
They don’t apply
When accomplishing a simple task takes several tries
Did you want to forget about life with me tonite?
Underneath this flickering light
Left at the apartment in a state of disarray
Tried out the synthesizer you bought yesterday
When the failures of the past
They multiply
And you trivialize the things that keep your hand from mine
Did you want to forget about life with me tonite?
Under condominium signs woo!
Inhaling this undrinkable wine
Forget everything tonite
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