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Cat's Cradle
04:59
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Well she played cat's cradle
Where we met in the casino
And I won three dead roses
For the saddest song
But I cut off her bracelet
And tied the three roses tight
To leave in the classroom
Where we had our first night
And it's strange that ever since
I haven't spent a night alone
And it's strange that ever since
I wake without hate for the dawn
Now I've stopped craving sweets
I've stopped craving cigarettes
And I'm saving my loving
For one who wants it best
Yeah I cut off her bracelet
And laid those roses to rest
And with these visions of Johanna
I'm much less impressed
And it's strange that ever since
I haven't spent a night alone
And it's strange that ever since
I wake without hate for the dawn
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Lucie
02:31
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Lucie, you're the colour in my night
Lucie, you're a song I'd like to write
And I can't help but stare
When you're in the room, my dear
Lucie, you're the colour in my night
Lucie, you're the child in my mind
Lucie's the sweetest way to spend my time
I know how I was
And I'm different now because
Lucie, you're the child in my mind
Fixed a flower in my hand
Stole it from a grocery stand, oh Lucie.
Lucie, from the rocks and to the wood
Lucie came to me and I understood
That time blew us a kiss
You take what you want from this
Lucie, from the rocks and to the wood
Fixed a flower in my hair
Lord I pray it stays right there
For a year or two
Our times were far too few
Lucie, you're the colour in my night
Lucie, you're a song I'd like to write
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Good Clean Water
03:36
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Pull the pump up, push the pump down
Pull the good clean water up from the ground
Don't care how much in the city they pay
I drink the good clean water here every day
Down the path few feet have trod
To fiddler's creek with my fishing rod
They got the best damn sushi in Vancouver, they say
But in the good clean water's where the fishes lay
Yes in the good clean water's where the fishes lay
Oh good clean water
How sad I'll be
When I'm without her
Just like BP
Birds and berries, bears and cherries
Cottonwood and crab apple trees
Gets as hot as Montreal some days
But the good clean water helps the green to stay
Yes the good clean water helps the green to stay
But up in Alberta there's a hole in the ground
And lots of money - they wanna spread it around
Pipe it to the BC coast if they please
And ship it overseas
But if the oil's so good why don't we keep it here
For the good old boys and our engineers
Instead of making jobs so we can give 'em away
And it's the good clean water that'll have to pay
Yes it's the good clean water that'll have to pay
Oh good clean water
How sad I'll be
When I'm without her
Just like BP
Oh good clean water
How sad I'll be
When I'm without her
Exxon-Valdez
Pull the pump up, push the pump down
Pull the good clean water up from the ground
Don't care how much in the city they pay
I drink the good clean water here every day
And in the good clean water's where the fishes lay
And it's the good clean water helps the green to stay
And it's the good clean water that'll have to pay
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The Guitar Player
02:15
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There's a vampire in this town
And I waited for her to come around
Well she knew my name
And from where I had came
And laid her claim to my neck
There's a vampire in this town
And it's just like her to hang around
Till the bar was closed
And then outside in the snow
She brought me below the deck
The witchin' in your kitchen was too much for the morning
And Lucia did ask ya, "Which human did you ruin?"
Oh you know him, she said,
I put him in my bed
Oh, how I laid him bare
He was the guitar player at the show last night
And everyone in town was there
Someone had to humble him
And that someone was me
Someone had to take him in
And make him bleed
I don't think he'll be staying
But you should see the claim I've lain to his neck
There's a vampire in this town
And she's waiting for you to come around
If you dress just right on a really chilly night
You just might look good enough to bite
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The Line
05:03
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I don't want, I don't want
Money for your love
I don't want, I don't want
Love from above
We all live in the city of sin
One more line, one more line for the road
All we wear, it is getting pretty thin
Listen why, listen why - there's a toll
Once I had a lover so bold
She punched me out and took me home
I don't want, I don't want
Money for your love
I don't want, I don't want
Love from above
Cups of coffee mafia owned
There's a line, there's a line out the door
Rent is cheap but sometimes I don't sleep
Listen why, listen why - there's a moan, there's a moan
There's a moaning in these walls
And I hope the voices never fall
There's a feeling I hope to draw on
And there's a letter I'm keeping
For a reason you ain't seeing
I'm out the door in Saint-Henri
I don't want, I don't want
Money for your love
I don't want, I don't want
Love from above
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I'm Bad
04:40
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Well Montreal's pretty
Cold around now
And if I could choose a city
To call my home town, I'd choose you
The leaves on the mountain
Are fine this time
Of early autumn
With nothing but dying to do
But I'm bad at loving you
It's not how I meant to do
I'm bad at keeping up
I'll never fill your cup
I'm bad at loving you, babe,
I'm bad
Well I was feeling lonesome
Though you said I was home
Said, "Honey, let me be the place
You rest your weary bones from the road."
But I was getting antsy
And you were getting sad
I considered doing fancy
Footwork with my bag - there I go
Being bad at loving you
It's not how I meant to do
I'm bad at keeping up
I'll never fill your cup
I'm bad at loving you, babe,
I'm bad
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La Dee Da
05:29
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She stole that distant look
Her lines read like a book
Oh, in 1946
She's got an old / new bag of tricks
She'll take you down the stairs
Put petunias in your hair
Not quite sure if they're real
She's a modern girl with a vintage feel
With twenty years she glows
Forever older she grows
And with the sweetest little flinch
She regardless gains an inch
Oh but no, she'll never quit
Yes, she'll find that dress to fit
And she knows Brigitte Bardot
Was a modern girl not that long ago
Her picture's on the walls, la dee da
The new fashions of fall and Dada
At the bottom of the stairs
She looks over her shoulder
Put your head upon her breast
And when you kiss her, taste a hipster
And you stick it to her, "Do you know
Just how true love doth grow?"
With a vapid look like coal
She says, "Does this fur look faux?"
On the corner of St-Cat's and Atwater
The coroner stands where you laid her down
On the modern ground, la dee da
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Superior
05:42
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There's a scent in the air and leaves in paper bags
And there's a wind like Mona, smoking all my fags
We were driving up North as the Winter did loom
Woke at dawn in a motel room
It was a long drive
And I looked with lonesome eyes
As your body moved away from me
How did I hope this would be
Superior, she kept her cool
All the drearier my waters did pool
We prayed it wouldn't snow
Before we left Ontario
But my heart is a snow-capped non-believer
But there's a scent in the air and the sound of open road
And I remember, not long ago, with a long haul trucker I'd stowed
We were driving up North as the summer did moon
Left that very dawn your little rented room
It was a long drive
And I watched with weary eyes
As my body moved away from you
On this highway, then I did croon this tune
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Said Too Much
02:17
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I wanted to write you a tune about solitude
And that hunger that wants to consume the other
But I guess you already know all I could tell you
And I guess that's the point I'm trying to sing to
Those unspoken things - suspended
Freely between us with a knowing trust
Are the greatest intimacies
To inaudibly be
Pure and unconsummated
I wanted to write you a tune about solitude
And now I've said too much
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Take Me In
05:36
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Take me in
Cover my skin
Sheets worn thin
On a bed in the kitchen
Pocket poor
But a smile at the door takes me in
My good friend
Five in the morning
Coffee and breakfast a-steaming
He's asking
The same old questions
Where I been
And the new love I'm wearing
If you wanna know
She's a field I'd sow
She takes me in
She takes me in
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11. |
Rorschach
04:27
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There's a lady that sent me a butterfly wing
I can wind it around me anytime I can sing
It's a melody to bring her closer
Well she lives in a city all the way across the country
And the letters I send her, they travel faster than me
I could race them if I like, but I only hitch-hike in the summer
Well she don't know my good friend and I don't know her kin
But the water she lives by is the same one I was born in
Of all the places that I've been I'd return there
So lady rage with hazel eyes through the cool of my mind
Lady rage until our lives might each other one day close find
Like a shoestring still entwined
Ready to lace and leave behind our bodies fair
And lover, I hope that you know
Though the getting to know has been so slow
I'm looking down the track
Another sunrise at my back
And I sing another butterfly wing
Let's race to the middle, let's rage through the night
You'll play me a little, I'll dance if you like
You see my head is so warm but my bed is so cold
And there's a woman out burning for me I'm told
Yes there's a woman out burning for me I'm told
There's a lady that sent me a butterfly wing
I can wind it around me anytime I can sing
It's a melody to bring her closer.
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David Simard Mayne Island, British Columbia
"Simard channels a deft folk crooner with sensitivity … and a little bit of mischief." (Artswells Music Festival).
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