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1. |
Go Cubs Go!
02:15
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The sound of a case being opened
Rings out like a call to arms
I can hope that others have heard it
And are on their way
Yards outside of classrooms
Diamonds of red slate
And old chain linked fences
Where you lay your hands
For a moment one connection
A simple wish
To walk tomorrow with you
There's red sand
In my shoes and
I’ll brush my fingers to yours
And that's good enough
It's good enough for me
And that's good enough
For me.
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2. |
Silver Screen
02:55
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Her blue dress hangs fast from the branch of the tree
Here in your heart she is all you can see
That dress falls to the side and she catches your eye
But you know it’s not the movies
A perfect red light shines just out of sight
A liar’s a liar I know that you’re right
There just one more thing, then you wont see him a again
And you’ll wish this was the movies
We both know we’re trapped in a place where dreams are made
And people say that miracles only happen up on the silver screen
Make sure they got your good side, good side, good side
She laughs at you, you curse her name it starts again and turns out the same
Sometimes when the lights are low, the sound is deaf and movement slow
The flickering glow, an empty seat, thousands of pages will never be seen
The twenty-seventh take to swear you’re in love, make sure they got your good side
You’ll see, you’ll swear, you’ll know it’s the movies
We both know we’re trapped in a place where dreams are made
And people say that miracles only happen up on the silver screen
Make sure they got your good side, good side, good side
I know this part isn’t in the script but we’ll rattle some cages anyway
Make sure they got your good side, good side, good side
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3. |
Rooftops
02:42
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A snap at the cold
A tug at your shirt
A chill down your spine
You know this will hurt
Empty dark glass sits below in the dark
Don't run to the edge, your look feels…
Sit on the grain as it shifts and it grinds
Smash into cinder and say you'll be fine
Eves need a cleaning this much I know
Throw a punch, take a glance, I know it won't
Take your eyes off the ground to place them back in your skull
You're in control not bruised from the fall
Tug the cord so it guides falls in straight ahead
She'll forget all the gestures and hard times you
Said this won't hurt but it will catch off guard
In the night cut the cord the loose threads from your mind
A long empty walk
A garden unkempt
The tenses in which she’ll never accept
Go gently to good nights
A lover unkind
A snap in the cold
And a chill down your spine
Throw a punch take that glance
Sit on the grain
Just so you know
Just remember that:
I don't hate you cause I want to but I'm getting pretty good at it
And
I don't hate you cause I have to but I think I’ve got the best of it
I don't hate you cause I want to but I'm getting pretty good at it
And
I don't hate you cause I have to but I think I’ve got the best of it
(Please believe me that I love you and I want you
And I hope that someday you can forgive me to)
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4. |
Prospect
04:30
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Somewhere at the bottom there's a bottle in the ocean
If you get to it in time it will grant the wish it's given
Like to not get left behind in this simple life we live in
It's a grand statement of all these bastards and the women
My grandfather worked at this old mill his whole life
When he came home there were six kids and a wife
It's so hard to get out but just keep this in mind
The only thing I'm asking you is don't leave me behind
Underneath the gaslight is where your body’s buried
We’ll all get there in time so there is no need to hurry
So get me out, get me out and please
Don’t leave me behind
Will you think of me when I’m gone?
Just cause you’re dead doesn’t mean I love you
Will you wait up nights all alone?
But I just can’t help thinking of you
If I haunt you like a ghost?
Promise it won’t seem like forever
I got this bottle and I close my eyes
I make a wish but still I, still I see you tonight
Somewhere at the bottom there's a bottle in the ocean
If you get to it in time it will grant the wish it's given
Take away all of your god-given imperfections
Stand up tall and see what your life really means
Will you think of me when I’m gone?
Just cause you’re dead doesn’t mean I love you
Will you wait up nights all alone?
But I just can’t help thinking of you
If I haunt you like a ghost?
Promise it won’t seem like forever
I got this bottle and I close my eyes
I make a wish but still I, still I see you tonight
Your sickness won’t bring you peace
Did you die in your sleep?
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5. |
Empty Room
03:04
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Every time that I take your hand, when there’s nothing left for us
Every time that you feel this way there is nothing more that I can possibly say
After a while we all feel this way
After a while I hold on to your hand
After all this time you’ll say almost anything and you’ll come back to me again
Every time that we reach out our hands there is nothing left for anyone to take
When we were young and so in love we could always see what lay ahead
Waking up inside an empty room
Nothing left to see but the glow on a TV screen
I’d ask for anything
I’d give up anything
Just to wake up next
to you again
Every time we fall apart I say I’m sorry this time
And that’s why you cry and say those words you never take back
(Just once we’d be alone) Never take back
(There is nothing left to see) Never take back
I swear I would die (for almost anything)
Just for one more chance
(Just one chance)
To see you again
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6. |
We Call Home
02:44
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Your chest is an empty sacrament a place where I keep my batteries
And posters of those dead and long ago, dead and long
And what you need is a spiritual guide someone to tell you the difference
Between what feels good, right, wrong, posters, posters and batteries
Pack up the car and board up the door
tie down the tarp and pack up the car
Pack up the car and board up the door
Guess we should be leaving now
Guess we should be leaving now
Guess we should be leaving now
Guess we should be leaving now
I think we should be leaving now
And it takes and it takes and it takes and it takes
and it takes and it takes guess we should be leaving
And it takes and it takes and it takes and it takes
and it takes and it takes I think we should be leaving now
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7. |
Fredo
01:46
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Fredo knows a lot about prison
As he eyes the skill-saw by his hand
White noise in the kitchen helps him drown his inhibitions
I think the missus will understand
In meal time and prayer time and in his sleep
He's surrounded by a certain breed
The rapists and killers and pleading deceivers
Fredo feels strangely at ease
Steady with the pistol old friend
Waiting for that metal to expand
A scream and a shot Fredo was caught
In a bloody mess he didn't plan
Fredo knows a lot about prison
His cell growing smaller everyday
A painful expression of joyful obsession
Fixed on the ring he couldn't slay
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Rubbish
04:21
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Walk this icy road, through the cold and empty streets
Frostbite gets your nose through the scarf around your neck
And it’s cold, and it’s cold, and it’s cold outside
Paper plates caught in the breeze, at a party where no one came
The wedding’s a block away to remind us what we forgot
And the wind takes a spark to the place that we can’t hide
And the garbage men are keeping order while the cops clean up the streets
An ambulance ride is all they need for a another catastrophe
There’s a one-armed man in the boxing ring with another who cannot see
Bread in a tin lunch box, the bus comes by at eight
A possible trade will be made today for some cards and some batteries
And it’s an old, it’s an old, it’s an old lunch box
A worn out for sale sign, the old house down the road
Kids were there but they’ve all grown now, where they’ve gone nobody knows
And it's an old, it's an old, it's an old sign
And the garbage men are keeping order while the cops clean up the streets
An ambulance ride is all they need for a another catastrophe
There’s a one-armed man in the boxing ring with another who cannot see
And the school bus drivers put out the fires while the trucks take kids to school
Refractions and reflections form a brilliant epiphany
There’s a one-armed man in a boxing ring with another who cannot see
A funeral line slows down, to wait for its honoured guest
The small crowd forms a line, to throw dirt on a cheap pine box
And it goes in the ground it goes six feet down
And it goes in the ground it goes six feet down
And it goes in the ground it goes six feet down
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9. |
Dysphoric
03:31
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Take the tap water off the shelf
I think it’s time we move to the bunker
Send my love to the boys and men
They’ll need it when they head to frontline
Father said that growing up with me
Was tough I didn’t know how to act
With the boys and girls in our hometown
Our hands would touch make me feel so…
Mother cried when she saw me
In the underground wearing all of her
Please don’t walk away from me
You’re perfect oh no please don’t walk away from me
So please light a candle
For midnight and meet me out
Where our portions aren’t rationed
Our lives are not fair
And we'll scream
We'll stand up
We'll rally
The rebels will come
So please light a candle
And you are so perfect
Our lives are not fair
And oh you are so perfect
Our lives are not fair
And oh you are so perfect
Oh you are so
I’ll kiss you;
you’re beautiful
I want this to stop
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10. |
Maine Day in Fall
04:23
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When you go west the sunset seems so much longer,
It doesn’t seem the same in the middle of winter
You’ll seem unable even to say
So my sons & daughters we’ll go on an adventure
go west young lad until you see the showers
Of a whale off course searching for a long way home
Now the lights all fade far from this shore
But the sun’s so bright you can’t take much more
If you turn away now everything will change
And if nothing else it’s been a wonderful
Maine day in fall
Maine day in fall
Where does the sky end and the earth begin?
It’s riddles like this that still hurt my head
It's the middle of the night and it’s clear as day
Breaks when the skin turns red
Come tomorrow we’ll all be dead
Take my hand as we’re looking for a long way home
Now the lights all fade far from this shore
But the sun’s so bright you can’t take much more
If you turn away now everything will change
And if nothing else it’s been a wonderful
Maine day in fall
Maine day in fall
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11. |
Goodnight Ladies
01:46
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I wrote a letter today
Simply to say that a heart cannot root
If buried too deep in the ground
We'll walk above and hear the beating sound
I wrote a poem today
Left it behind with little to say
A quiet goodbye for only your eyes
Saying farewell
Goodnight ladies and farewell gentlemen
I'll write I miss you and set it to the wind
Wrapped in a bottle with some of my cares
Goodnight ladies, oh goodnight ladies
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The Left Behinds Calgary, Alberta
A blend of folk, rock and acoustic music this band features good humour and tragic melancholy, often at the same time. Swirling guitars give way to indie drumbeats, and bombastic vocals trade off with gentle folk melodies in a way that is always unpredictable, yet somehow familiar. With a penchant for melodramatic crescendos, The Left Behinds are a band that refuses to be pinned down. ... more
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