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1. |
The Last Thing
03:12
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One smoke left and it’s scaring me,
It’s staring at where my match should be
A match for you, a match for me,
We just don’t match together
Any more, it seems.
We blew the fuse, we frayed the seams,
Dug up the hatchet and buried our dreams
But hope springs eternal and we’ve found a stream,
So we’re crossing our fingers while we pack to leave.
And I want it,
But it’s the last thing I need right now.
Kidding ourselves to buy some time,
When we both know we’re far from alright
We fought so hard to have more fights
When my cat killed your canary,
Shoulda seen the sign.
And I want it,
But it’s the last thing I need right now.
We had one straw left and I think it sucks
If I wasn’t too much, I was never enough
It’s as crazy with as it is without
So I guess that we’ll accept
This is what love’s about.
And I want it,
But it’s the last thing I need right now.
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One in Two
03:03
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One day, I’ll sit on my own porch
Drinking
My honey and tea
And I’ll find it a bore
Without you
You’ll be
Taking the children
Alternating weekends
And you’ll find it a bore
Without me
Well, one in two say
“I Do not any more”
Well, one in two is
You and me
We broke banks, words and circles
Together
We never spoke for free
And we meant it before
But that was then
Well, one in two say
“I Do not any more”
Well, one in two is
You and me
The kids will be fine
If you check them online
But if you look in to their eyes
One day, I sat on my old porch
Drinking
My honey and tea
And I found it a bore
but that was then
Well, one in two say
“I Do not any more”
Well, one in two is
You and me
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Neon & Velour
03:18
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You wander in from outside
Looking for a bite
A worn-out radio plays
A song you used to like
A server brings a menu
You better order fast
You’re feeling almost certain
That she could kick your ass
She rasps “The cooks are short-staffed,
You better get a beer”
And you wonder how you managed
To land in here
It’s like they broke the vacuum
Suckin’ up the light
Your server has succeeded
In warming up your pint
They charge you thirty dollars
Tell you to quit your bitchin’
And you swear that you hear screaming
Coming from the kitchen
You risk a sip of your beer
And find it’s mostly foam
While at the bar, they’re singing
Soft and low:
The neon and velour covers the decay
They take you for a tour and then
They sit you on a stool and soon you’re singin’:
“Hope is hard to come by in this place.
Hope is hard to come by in this place.”
A man comes to your table
Invites you to his booth
He’s pleased to introduce himself:
The King of Greasy Spoons
The best of a bad lot
His purpose understood
He only drinks to memories
The present don’t taste good
His tongue parades a funeral
His eulogy is slurred
And you realize you’ve forgotten
Where the exits were
The neon and velour covers the decay
They take you for a tour and then
They sit you on a stool and soon you’re singin’:
“Hope is hard to come by in this place.
Hope is hard to come by in this place.”
The bottom of the barrel never looked so good
It’s Mecca for the misunderstood
The neon and velour covers the decay
They take you for a tour and then
They sit you on a stool and soon you’re singin’:
“Hope is hard to come by in this place.
Hope is hard to come by in this place.”
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Regulars
05:36
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Howie drinks water
So his wife won’t smell beer on his breath
I think he’s just here
To talk to somebody else
Hanging low at the bar
We both know that he won’t be tipping
He shows pictures of his family
Just magazine clippings
Regulars
Regulars
Reserve their chair
Return to rust there tomorrow
Betty is in monthly
And I always ask where she’s been
She’s living for the 31st
When she knows that cheque’s coming in
She likes to tell me
That she used to date Ronnie Hawkins
She stares in each glass
Like it’s there that he’s been waiting
Regulars
Regulars
Reserve their chair
Return to rust there tomorrow
Bob stumbles in around 4
For his daily prescription
His doctor said not to have more
But he doesn’t listen
With poison in his bones
He’s dead-set that he’s going to win
Racing with chemo
To see who can finish him
Regulars
Regulars
Reserve their chair
Return to rust there tomorrow
Regulars
Regulars
The best of a bad lot
Are hoping they’ll maybe feel better
When their hearts aren’t at home
They all sit alone, together
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Snooze
03:43
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Sometimes you fall asleep,
When we watch a movie
Sometimes you don’t make it
15 minutes in
Seems like all you need
For you to be cozy
Is to hear my heartbeat
And credits to begin
That’s okay with me,
I’ll be the guy at your side
That’s okay with me,
I’ll be the dude you snooze on,
Snooze on
I haven’t felt my arm
For at least half an hour
And all attempts to retrieve it,
Have failed.
And I think the mark
Left from your shoulder
Will tattoo my ribs
Like a rose
That’s okay with me,
I’ll be the guy at your side
That’s okay with me,
I’ll be the dude you snooze on,
Snooze on
Sometimes you fall asleep,
When we watch a movie
Sometimes you don’t make
The first dialogue
So I guess I’ll eat
All your candy,
But the sweetest thing here’s
Already nodded off
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6. |
Kids
00:25
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Don’t want no:
Snot nosed,
Belly-achin’,
Booger-eatin’,
Spawn of Satan.
No Hell-raisin’,
Homewreckin’,
Heart-breakin’,
Child of mayhem.
But if by chance,
We had one or two,
I guess our kids,
Would be kinda cute.
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7. |
Too Soon
02:57
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You had just turned four years old
When your soul sailed out
And abandoned your bones.
You fell from your family tree
And became a second brother to me.
A product of the scars you wore
What they hated in you
Made me love you more.
Part of you knew
You’d be leaving us too soon
Too soon.
We’ve both got lumps in our throats these days,
But I know that yours won’t go away.
Hey wanna come for a car ride?
Go see the vet one final time.
Part of you knew
Part of you knew
You’d be leaving us too soon
Too soon
Too soon
Too soon.
Two years on and I’ve still no clue
Which one of us was the rescue.
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8. |
Odysseus
04:28
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You might have to tie me down
If I don’t come around
I really hope I come around
You might have to let me bleed first
For me to heal, you have to let me hurt
It won’t get better until it’s worse
One thing I’m begging
When I hear that tune
Tie me down
Sirens will take me away
To a foreign and fragile place
Fates have made my bed for me
Won’t you let me leave
The only poison here is me
The only prisoner here is me
One thing I’m begging
When I hear that tune
Tie me down
So tell me what you see
That helps you hold me till I sleep
Hold me until I’m clean
We’re bound for stormy seas
So chain yourself to the mast with me
This is where we both need to be
One thing, I’m begging
When I hear that tune
Tie me down
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Hold me to the floor
Till I can move no more
Try to listen close
Hear my breathing slow
I signed up for this
Involuntary kiss
The rules do not apply
The eye they turn is blind
Embrace me in the ring
Say I won’t feel a thing
I’ll run in place for years
Running from a mirror
Don’t look too hard
You’ll only find a coward
Don’t look too hard
It’ll only be one time
Won’t weigh upon your mind
I’ll stay in here to hide
I know you’re right outside
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10. |
Holy Water
07:01
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The sea tells a story you don’t understand
Until you cast off and leave the land
The Ocean opens Her bed to those
With cobalt graves and no tombstones
We take for granted the heaven sent
And try to own an element
Hurricane come and some folks ran
The rest just hope the lake stay dammed
The holy water
Is in the river
The holy water
The weight we’re under
War is coming from the deep
Reclaiming crowns and authority
Seven heads that all do speak
The household name of blasphemy
The holy water
Is in the river
The holy water
The weight we’re under
We’ll all wish that we did more
Than bandage up the bleeding shores
There won’t be time to cry
At the turning of the tide
The holy water
Is in the river
The holy water
The weight we’re under
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11. |
The Light We Have
03:57
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Summer’s getting old
Apples in a basket
Hold on to sunlight
But you just can’t grasp it
Make these days your own
They’re only getting shorter
Build your wall against the night
Lay bricks with thinning mortar
I know that talk is cheap
And I’m told advice is cheaper
But to-dos won’t get done
As a hibernative sleeper
Assemble your team
Together rake the yard up
Interrogate the squirrels
Find where they hid the walnuts
We gotta love
The light we have
It’s not much
But after night it comes back
Survive on hot chocolate
Live in a cozy sweater
Gaze at frozen stars
You can only see in winter
They’re falling for you -
A fleeting secret
One day we’ll burn out too
But it ain’t our time yet
No it ain’t our time yet
We gotta love
The light we have
It’s not much
But after night it comes back
You get what you get and you don’t get upset
We gotta love
The light we have
It’s not much
But after night it comes back
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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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