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All the Rage
02:07
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Sit and take out all the rage out
Sit and take out all the rage out
Sit and take out all the rage out
Sit and take out all the rage out
Friday nights spent twiddling with spoons
Wash more dishes, topless kids heading to bed soon
Quiet murmurs by the couch
Standing in mirrors, perfecting posture, losing slouch
Mothers watching brothers learning kisses
Your Christmas wishes bundled up in closet doors
Sit and take out all the rage out
Sit and take out all the rage out
Sit and take out all the rage out
Sit and take out all the rage out
Visit neighbours, paint your nails
Wet fingertips slide down and slip practicing scales
No need for wood pushed in the fire
The trees are trimmed, the lights are dimmed, you're getting tired
Father, just an instance from a distance
Forgive your child for simply being born
Sit and take out all the rage out
Sit and take out all the rage out
Sit and take out all the rage out
Sit and take out all the rage out
Sit and take out all the rage out
(All the rage, all the rage)
Sit and take out all the rage out
(All the rage, all the rage)
Sit and take out all the rage out
(All the rage, all the rage)
Sit and take out all the rage out
(All the rage, all the rage)
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2. |
Bon Regatta
03:40
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Sniffing pixie sticks
By the corner store
With your husband’s kids
And I guess they’re yours
Guess you’re back in town
And it seems so am I
Why’d you bring him here
Did someone we know die
Supreme in my ignorance
Suppressing every stale instance
Where pieces of your matter
Wavelike consume me in patterns
And our love just becomes data
And I sail off bon regatta
Au revior, abientot
It’s so sad to see you go
There’s a Greyhound bus
Back about three years
Where I made no fuss
As you waved in tears
And I crawled back to
The place a block away
From the place where she
Oh no, I cannot say
Supreme in my ignorance
Suppressing every stale instance
Where pieces of your matter
Wavelike consume me in patterns
And our love just becomes data
And I sail off bon regatta
Au revior, abientot
It’s so sad to see you go
Who am I to you
What do I represent
Am I coming through
Am I dissonant
I have been split apart
Under an expert’s eye
And even pulled apart
You’re all intertwined
Supreme in my ignorance
Suppressing every stale instance
Where pieces of your matter
Wavelike consume me in patterns
And our love just becomes data
And I sail off bon regatta
Au revior, abientot
It’s so sad to see you go
It's so sad to see you go
It's so sad to see you go
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3. |
Easter Kisses
03:03
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Write another stanza, write another stanza down
Let the spring bounce off the ground
And the water sprayed up on my jeans
From my bicycle will not bother me
'Cause I've got a lot of memories in my head
That a helmet struggles to surround
And if I'm going to find something to keep them in
I hear your roofing is the best in town
Plant your easter kisses on my cheek
Yes, these candies taste too sweet
Tell me I'm handsome, "You're handsome, too"
Don't let this winter melt on you
Running from the sunlight running me straight out of town
Turn this bike around
Because the tracks I've left are deep and pure
And they'll follow me, for sure
'Cause I've got a lot of worries in my head
That these memories cannot shut out
And the only way I know to keep them hid
I hear your roofing is the best in town
Plant your easter kisses on my cheek
Yes, these candies taste too sweet
Tell me I'm handsome, "You're handsome, too"
Don't let this winter melt on you
Plant your easter kisses on my cheek
Yes, these candies taste too sweet
Tell me I'm handsome, "You're handsome, too"
Don't let this winter melt on you
I'm alive, I guess
I'm alive, I guess
I'm alive, I guess for now
I'm alive, I hear your roofing is the best in town
Plant your easter kisses on my cheek
Yes, these candies taste too sweet
Tell me I'm handsome, "You're handsome, too"
Don't let this winter melt on you
Plant your easter kisses on my cheek
Yes, these candies taste too sweet
Tell me I'm handsome, "You're handsome, too"
Don't let this winter melt on you
I'm alive, I guess
I'm alive, I guess
I'm alive, I guess
I'm alive, for now
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4. |
Such Wrecks
04:59
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The comets have such space to cross
No rime its rhyme, warm albatross
A starlight swim, a cavern’s cost
Without eyes
Burn the baby’s bounce and bubble
An anarchist amongst the rubble
Sung tongues of love, a winsome trouble
What help am I
Stephanie she stung the devil
Bit off their nose and laughed and revelled
They’re tossing rings, I’m left dishevelled
Bled but wry
Some populace all prim and proper
I’m met by winks from knowing doctors
The brothers came, ransacked and conquered
Moat is dry
There’s no such luck, such wrecks as us
There’s no such luck, such wrecks as us
There’s no such luck, such wrecks as us
Seabirds dive aside the beach
Carrion inside their beaks
Ice cream cones and worms and seeds
Candy floss
I pick my teeth and whine and purr
Ticks entangled in my fur
Midday’s glare, to care, incur
Heaven’s loss
Sweet Gabrielle, her speech is short
No chance to counter or retort
Loiter, linger, close the door
Angel dust
No Father’s blessing on my name
No Son of God, nor Daughter came
They said inherit holy blame
Hang the cross
There’s no such luck, such wrecks as us
There’s no such luck, such wrecks as us
There’s no such luck, such wrecks as us
People pray and then deliver
Tortured tears then reconsider
Sink or float, you’re in the river
Mind the shore
I was young, carved blunt, unswayed
A hellion, a brute, a knave
Strung to a bed, I misbehaved
Say no more
Michael, Michelle, countless names
Pitchforks stormed celestial gates
An amethyst, a shaken grave
Raise the floor
Woke up countless times from dreaming
Diagnosed a crowded meaning
Beliefs mounted and misleading
Faith restored
I wished for luck, for wrecks as us
I came unstuck, rose right from rust
They sing my name, I writhe and thrust
I bleed for you, I choke on dust
Gave up on love, sold out my lust
A moonless night, a boom, a bust
I wished for us, I twitched, I fussed
There’s no such luck, such wrecks as us
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Ivan Rivers Toronto, Ontario
CELEBRATED FOLK ICON of the CN TOWER CITY // there's no such luck // such wrecks as us //
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