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Australia
03:48
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I want to give this month-of-rain-day away
But I can't
No I can't give rain away
Snowflakes should fall
All of January tucked in asleep
But it's not
No it's not cold enough
The sky's gone topsy-turvy and underneath
The Earth peers up
Cocks her head,
“Why?”
I'm too afraid to answer sometimes
I wonder if she cries
I wonder if she cries
The sky's gone topsy-turvy and underneath
The Earth peers up
Cocks her head,
“Why?”
I'm too ashamed to answer sometimes
I wonder if she cries
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The Shield
04:28
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Morning sun
Pale polygraph
Of powerlines
Across our dash
Tells me that
Our car is pointed North
Now to our left
The inland sea
That rolls beside
Sault Ste. Marie
Plays hide and seek
From in between the pines
Pass the road
To reach Hornepayne
God I miss
Stuart McLean
We’ve never made this drive
Without his voice
When the one way round
Is the long way round
And The Shield makes you
Surrender and submit
Obstacles are where this beauty lives
Shift downhill
To save our brakes
Outside the range
Of CAA
We’ll find the grave before
This wagon does
Roll your eyes
Declare me champ
When I spy my millionth
Beaver dam
On antler-watch
Some things are left observed
Rushing River
Find our site
Little red tent
In warm twilight
My mother stopped here
Forty years ago
When the one way round
Is the long way round
And The Shield makes you
Surrender and submit
Obstacles are where this beauty lives
Early swim
Stretch our legs
The highway hints
At Winnipeg
We’ve gained an hour
We’ll be there before noon
When the one way round
Is the long way round
And The Shield makes you
Surrender and submit
Obstacles are where this beauty lives
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Perfect Strangers
03:57
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Barbara paints a picture
Of the Yelling Man downtown
Her shaking hand remembers Sam
Playing with his hat out
Her brush is coloured Summer
When the sidewalk was filled
Two years in to Parkinsons
She can’t keep it still
My neighbour grows tomatoes
Like he has for sixty years
Paradise in his backyard
Since immigrating here
His doctor told him last spring
To cut them from his diet
So Alfredo grows tomatoes
He leaves them on the vine
Are we weighed by what we love?
What are we worth when it’s gone before us?
Ben plays hockey organ
For the local Junior A’s
He’s never had an audience
That wasn’t wearing skates
The league sent him a letter
“Times are changing fast”
The radio is cheaper
This season is his last
Are we weighed by what we love?
What are we worth when it’s gone before us?
Barbara’s bought a camera
And she never puts it down
Alfredo plants a seed and smiles
It’s the gardening that counts
Ben plays a church on Sundays
Even after the ice melts
To my knowledge they’ve never met
They know each other well
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Velveteen
04:56
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He didn’t mind how he looked to other people, because the nursery magic had made him Real, and when you are Real shabbiness doesn’t matter. - Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit
There’s a tree
Not too far from home
Waving leaves like it knows me
There’s a voice
I hear when I’m alone
Whispers to the seasons
There was touch
Knots along your spine
Packing bags at your bedside
Will you still love me
When my velvet’s gone?
Am I still worthy
When my thread is torn?
Will you still love me
Now there’s a hole we cannot mend?
Until then
Until then
There was hope
Treatment traded time
Folded hands defiant
There’s a phrase
I wish that I could say:
“I wish that you could stay
Alive in every way”
Please,
I wish that you could stay
I wish that you could stay
I wish that you could stay
Will you still love me
When my velvet’s gone?
Am I still worthy
When my thread is torn?
Will you still love me
Now there’s a hole we cannot mend?
Until then
Until then
There’s a tree
Not too far from home
Waving leaves, it knows me
“I love you more than you’ll ever know. I wish I could be everywhere with you.” - Bruce Kerr - Jodiette: My Lovely Wife
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Float Away
04:54
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Under stars and over sand
My heart is held in little hands
I can’t bear to blow a kiss
Knowing why I’m doing this
I came to face November waves
Deliver them my newborn babe
I’ve rocked him to his only sleep
And cradled him to water deep
When I hear the cry of the ocean
I’ll think of him here in my arms
Though I love him more than I’ll ever say
My little babe will float away
I’m wading with my nameless babe
So no one learns my hidden shame
With God a rock around my neck
I hold him close for one last breath
I’ll rise, I’ll bathe, I’ll eat and dress
I’ll work all day, go home to rest
And I will pray for silent seas
To keep this night out of my dreams
When I hear the cry of the ocean
I’ll think of him here in my arms
Though I love him more than I’ll ever say
My little babe will float away
When I hear the cry of the ocean
I’ll think of you here in my arms
Though I love you more than I’ll ever say
My little babe will float away
My little babe will float away
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Strasbourg
01:10
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Lonely and far from home
Lonely and far from home
The suitcase is an hourglass
The birds sing monotone
When you’re lonely and far from home
Lonely and far from home
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Every Morning
03:04
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The day is breaking
And we are making
Prairie fields and Canadian Shields
In sheets we've shared for years
A tangled waking
I turn over
Your eyes open
Soft and hazy
You pull me lazily into your chest
Radiating
Every morning I fall in love again
Let's soak it in now
Like dew for flowers
Slowly blooming
Butterfly kissing as I trace your sides
A tandem rising
Every morning I fall in love again
The day is breaking
And we are waking
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Birthday Book
04:02
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Working nights
On Richmond Row
The sidewalk talks
And overflows
Balloon babies
For tipsy teens
He's got two ends
Tryin'a make 'em meet
Ring the bell
At the Sears downtown
Ring it again
When they shut it down
The town crier's cryin’
By the paper stand
Nobody gets lonely
Like the people's man
I wish that I could wish him well
Meet him once
He'll ask your name
Give you a call
On your birthday
Every coffee shared
Every hand he's shook
There's ten thousand names
In his birthday book
He's got ten thousand names
In his birthday book
His best friends
He holds dear
Talks to them
Once every year
Shares a memory
On their special day
With their family
If they've passed away
I wish that I could wish him well
Steam is rising
From the underground
Last man standing
Tucks-in downtown
A bell is ringing
Down sleepy streets
A little sad
But mostly sweet
I wish that I could wish him well
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9. |
The Good of my Heart
04:06
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When I went over the hills
I found a good lie
And I wanted more
Through the good of my heart
Then I was broken
Into tumbleweed stew
To be this for you
Through the good of my heart
Who I now am
Is who I’ll be when
I shed the pretend
And cradle the mend
Hard to believe
In who you are
Hard to believe
There’s good in my heart
Longing was lemonade
A seaside serenade
But as I rode that wave
I was washed away
You called it leaving
I called it a start
Cause I longed for the beating
Of the good of my heart
Who I was then
Is who I still am
I’ve shed the pretend
And cradled the mend
Better believe
The light is a star
I better believe
In the good of my heart
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Have you seen the ghost of John?
Long white bones and the rest all gone
Oo! Oo! Wouldn’t it be chilly with no skin on?
- Traditional
Scene 1: Investigation
Christmas was dark in that border town
Seeking the body of John McGowan
That time of year the frost runs deep
No chance in hell to dig six feet
I’d find his killer, bring him to the stand
“A Mountie always gets his man”
When I got there it’d been fourteen days
Since screams first floated from the lake
I asked around for any sign
An open door to a killer’s mind
In every home they cursed John’s name
His murder they did celebrate
I came to learn about the man:
Liquored, mean, and violent
It was known he drank for taste
He only smiled when in a rage
They’d all felt his hate at night
But none as much as his poor wife
Had justice beat me to that town
To take the life of John McGowan?
Scene 2: Interrogation
Marie McGowan was needing sleep
A fading bruise upon her cheek
Said, “After fifteen years, better believe
I bled him less than he bled me”
Then she wrote it out
I read it all
I left her there
Told her you might call
Let your court decide
If I’m unfit
If you’d been there
Would you have brought her in?
Her confession read:
Scene 3: Confession
John’s gone
Ain’t coming home
Won’t raise his hand
Won’t hide the phone
Won’t pollute his blood
I watched as it froze
Made a Jackson Pollock
In December snow
Then I took his eyes
And I let him go
Gave him a chance
To walk back home
Then I came back
After three cold nights
And I cut a hole
Into the ice
Now it’s too bad
He couldn’t see
‘Cause I was grinning
Cheek to cheek
When I laid him down
Into that hole
And now his body
Is just as cold
As the wicked hands
He could not control
And the bars of the prison
Where I’ll grow old
Scene 4: Haunting
On the darkest day
On the longest night
You’ll hear a tap-tap
From beneath the ice
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11. |
Heirloom
05:25
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Where did
Where did he touch you?
Do you recall
The bathroom stall
Where they told you that
They always knew?
Heirloom
Passed down to children
The branch and vine
Are intertwining
Souring the sweetest fruit
Eldest
Eldest sibling
Protect the rest
The heart inside your chest
Will never beat the night
Waking
Wake to a nightmare
Spend your days
Making trades
With the spirit of an angry Christ
When you prayed he’d die
Angels heard your cry
Brought him to the light
Beat him with a pipe
They sent you to his wife
Comfort at her side
But you couldn’t hide
The joy you felt that night
~~~
You knew
You knew the feeling
Your firstborn daughter
Lost her laughter
And lives a screaming silent truth
Believe
It’s ordinary
Tried forgetting
Tried bloodletting
It go
So did you pass it on?
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The same blood that cascades from
My nose in dry months
And keeps us both warm in the night
The genes I am made of
The grey hairs that you love
The cheeks that flush when we fight
The atoms that gather
To build my brain matter
And sing their own songs out of sight
My pulse pounds the sum
Catch-22 equation
All brought to you
By grace and complication
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I hope this finds you well
On the day you hear the callin’
And that your heart rings
Like a wedding bell
I hope this finds you well
Gently may you go
When the trees and the leaves are fallin’
May you find your peace
In a campfire glow
Gently may you go
My friend your show goes on
They’ll forever be applaudin’
If your song is shared
Then you’re never gone
My friend your show goes on
And may your skies be blue
Wherever wings may take you
At dawn you'll see
Every point of view
May your skies be blue
I hope this finds you well
On the day you hear the callin'
And that your heart rings
Like a wedding bell
I hope this finds you well
I hope this finds you well
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Tragedy Ann Guelph, Ontario
Tragedy Ann is a Forward-looking Folk duo from Guelph, Ontario.
Braiding organic
vocal harmonies with accordion, singing saw, guitars, and ukulele, Tragedy Ann’s arrangements are as delicate as they are driving.
With their new album "Heirlooms", Liv Cazzola and Braden Phelan issue a call for deeper connection with each other and with the natural world.
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