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By Mistake
03:42
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Listen, the other day
That was all by mistake.
But doesn't matter what I say
You'll forgive me anyway.
God, we're so pathetic.
Oh god, we're so pathetic.
A letter came the other day,
Just another wasted page.
Doesn't matter what we do,
I'm lost with you.
God, we're so pathetic.
Oh god, we’re so pathetic
Oh god we’re so pathetic.
Oh god, why do we do this?
It was all by mistake.
So this is how it’s gonna be,
Baby, I’ll wait for it.
So that is all you’re gonna say,
Baby, I’ll wait for it.
So this is all it’s gonna be,
Baby I’ll wait for it.
You said
all I want is you
But you break me in two
All I want is you,
But oh god, we’re so pathetic.
Oh god, we’re so pathetic
Oh god we’re so pathetic.
Oh god, why do we do this?
It was all by mistake.
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2. |
Casablanca
03:23
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How could you come outta the blue,
Like a teaseful taste of spring,
Gone too soon, and without you
the snow comes rolling back in.
Is it a story not said,
that’ll have you back again?
Would you fly through the evening
Just to tell it till 6am?
You’ve gone away for now.
My backwards walk, I’m broke and lonely,
Can you drag me to the beach?
So caught up in branching potential
Reassure—it’s not how it seems.
Catching a face by the glow
of the yellow lantern light
Dim but just enough to see
In the dark of the middle of the night.
Is it a story not said
that keeps lovers in other beds?
You’ve gone away for now
Setting behind the clouds.
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3. |
Caution Sign
02:41
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run, hide
don't let your coveted side out
you can run inside
there's nothing but the tall tide
a broken shell
from your beach house in Maine
hums still a captured fractured refrain
from that sandbar day
and I've curled inside
paralyzed as you approach
like a deer caught in the sudden headlights
of your eyes in the bright and blinding night
like a storm warning, flickering caution signs
as I head with a chair outside
and you left so soon
for now I'll hide in wasted time
for now I'll wait in that hurried line
hey, wait
don't run away
there's still so much to say
could you stay patient
I'm still thinking
for now I'll hide upon altar and shrine
for now I'll wait in that hurried line
from dust to dirt
and formaldehyde
all that time left behind
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4. |
Fluorescent Moon
03:07
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Call me,
Lately the sound of your voice
Keeps me around
Talk please,
I wish you could.
I dream of Norwegian wood.
And you’ve come home
all alone
I guess open the door
I don't wait alone.
What heads you take,
For that you land the upper hand
And the servants stare while you wait
As the beggar’s eyes come unlaced.
What you care to pay
Would erase
For the queen of a sunless place.
A fluorescent moon
Realigns your spinning eyes.
Let them rewind.
Heads will roll behind.
But you come home
all alone
I guess turn to stone
I don’t know you alone.
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5. |
In the Waiting Room
06:11
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Four hour lines
No one in sight
For a diagnosis
With stereotypes
Aligned to your sex
Saving their breath
Adding you with the rest
Cinderella complex
Close enough
Twigs, bones, and clothes
Fuel for the night
Lighting up high
Surrounding the fire
Feet kicking up dirt
A golden orange spire
Lit faces admiring
Ten feet tall
A demon or god?
A feeding hand
To trust it or not
Night without time
Unflickering light
Now you’re standing in line
with one of your kind,
feet walking in step,
straight through the crest
of the bleeding embers.
And holding all
A demon or god?
A fatherly hand,
To trust it or not?
That’s enough.
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Sun Parka Halifax Regional Municipality, Nova Scotia
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