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Are you scared? are you lonely?
Were you hoping for more? Are you just bored? A minute ago your brain stopped working and the rest of you followed shortly thereafter
Say goodbye to the colours and sounds
(I don’t want to)
They’re all a dream to you now
(I don’t care to)
Fancy trying your luck in another town
Little piece of advice, I think you oughta hear it You know your brake pedal
Is the one on the left
Now your car is totalled and your brain’s all mush
oh but I’ve got a feeling
it was probably already like that
I could find you a room more subdued
or request you your favourite food
there’s a lot I can do but I can’t bring you back to life
Your neck’s been broken, your future’s stolen, your cards are folded, creased and crumpled up oh but at last at last, you’re finally here
don’t you worry ‘bout your girlfriend, she’ll move on in a year
and your fear of missing out it extends
to your family and your friends but don’t be sad, don’t feel blue, just give it sixty years and they’ll all be here too
Your eyes adorned with shining pennies
you look so very nice just paying the price
Now I gotta say it was nice to meet you
but it’s time I fly, I guess this is goodbye
Fare thee well to the colours and sounds
(it’s so heady)
it’s all a dream to you now
(but I’m ready)
fancy starting again in another town
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Josie Jones
03:37
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Only daughter of a dirty old dead beat dad
maybe if she ran away she wouldn’t feel so bad
his keys in her hand, a suitcase outside on the lawn it’ll be a couple hours till he realizes she is gone
Oh well, okay, didn’t want it to end up this way
but to stay anyways, in time would leave you crawling out of your mind
between the man and the ghost, can’t decide what you hated the most
oh Josie Jones sets out on her own
She pulled the car out of the driveway all nice and neat
despite the fact that the pedals barely reached her feet
is it possible to outrun the kind of person you’re afraid you’ll become?
and if the cops pull her over then they’ll figure out she’s way too young
Oh well, okay, didn’t want it to end up this way
but to stay anyways, in time would leave you crawling out of your mind
between the man and the ghost, can’t decide what you hated the most
oh Josie Jones sets out on her own
Sky grew dark round the time she ran out of gas
she pulled the car onto a quiet little stretch of grass. Nowhere to stay, nowhere to go, oh no
So she’s lying in the backseat listening to the radio
Oh well, okay, didn’t want it to end up this way
but to stay anyways, in time would leave you crawling out of your mind
between the man and the ghost, can’t decide what you hated the most
oh Josie Jones sets out on her own
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Trailing Arbutus
02:44
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Hanging branches, pale blue skies
tiny shells in the water
the air is warm so I close my eyes
and stay right here a little longer
Amongst the foxgloves and daffodils
there stands a woman so lovely
her picture sits on my windowsill
I could never forget her
But when the snow falls
and it covers everything on the ground
when I look up and you’re not around
and you feel the same as I do
just know nothing changes
now ain’t it strange how of all the guys around
I’m the one sitting next to you
I’ll have to leave soon, but not right now
I could stay here forever
I could stay here forever
I could stay here forever
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As The Moon Ran Free
03:18
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Unsure
we said goodbye at the door once more
our faces wet and our customs sore
As the moon ran free
That day
we didn’t end in some lavish way
we just held close as the leaves decayed
and that was good for me
All the clouds hang in limbo, I wish I could give you an answer
but there in that room, you could’ve sworn we were dancers
and the scraping of our skin, was my only true sin
but for ten quiet minutes, you were taking my soul back in
Again
throwing darts just to stake your claim
drying roses to feed the flame
and singing songs of love
Assured
we said goodbye at the door once more
with a bit less doubt than we had before
as the moon ran free
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Splatter
03:51
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One step closer behind me, I can feel your heart
the creatures here if they smell your fear will tear your limbs apart
as we were searching for cover around those castle gates
I saw a head with no body attached and I swear I heard it say:
The blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter no more
the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter no more
the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter no more
the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter no more
Well the moonlight was pale against the rising tides
she said “out here we’ll both be seen, we’d better get inside”
so we entered the castle but there inside the hall
a phrase was written a thousand times all across the walls
The blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter no more
the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter no more
the windows shattered, the deadbolt clattered, the wind blew down the door
but the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter, the blood won’t splatter no more
Well the creatures got to my baby though she was breathing soft
they grabbed ahold of her arms and legs and tore them completely off
I tried my hardest to save her but she was begging for death
so I wrapped her in moth-worn drapes and squeezed out her last breath
Now her blood won’t splatter, her blood won’t splatter, her blood won’t splatter no more
the blood won’t splatter, her blood won’t splatter, her blood won’t splatter no more
my baby’s gone, I can’t go on, the way I was before
but her blood won’t splatter, her blood won’t splatter, her blood won’t splatter no more
of that I’m sure
of that I’m sure
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6. |
Last Dance In December
05:05
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Old friend this is our last stand, how I hate to see you go
a botched run and a smoking gun is all we have to show
the cops all shout from their speakers
come out were we can see ya
when we step out from these walls
that’s the end of it all
So as the end nears, I gotta say dear
it’d be a pleasure to stay here forever
but we’ll run for the exit and break to the left
and I’m sorry to say it but we’ll never make it
Philadelphia PA is not the kindest place when your money’s running low
and is Hanauma Bay just as blue as they say?
I guess we’ll never know
‘cause the teller reached for the alarm
so I pulled my trigger now he’s gone
he had it coming you say
but I don’t see it that way
So as the end nears, I gotta say dear
it’d be a pleasure to stay here forever
but we’ll run for the exit and break to the left
and I’m sorry to say it but we’ll never make it
You know how you were saying
that you were tired of all this snowing?
well don’t worry cause I know it’ll be hot where we’re going
I’ve had my sins but none have been quite like this
Oh and when his family turns on the TV
they’ll see a man, 43, he was killed by yours truly
the dread in their eyes when they finally realize
I can picture their faces, god switch our places
do you remember all those years ago
on that park on the hill by your home?
we’ll never be that young or good again
I never thought this would be how it ends
Old friend
this is our last stand
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Quicksand
06:24
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Quiet room, eyes of red
a silhouette across the bed
when I’m awake, my chest feels strange
and the air I gasp for seems out of range
a locust swarm blots out the sun
just look at what I’ve become
A fight broke out as I recall
we danced till three over something small
I know I should’ve bit my tongue
but I lost my cool, I came undone
the seas have dried
the sun has set
but I’m not ready yet
Don’t pack it up
don’t throw this away
please stay
On sinking sand I stand my ground
but I fear our home is burning down
as ash and ember fall to the floor
I watch you exit and then close the door
the engine starts
the car pulls out
but I’m too tired to shout
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8. |
All Is Quiet Now
04:18
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Sleep won’t come
it shows itself but it won’t stick around tonight
I’ll take a walk away from all the sidewalk cracks and flickering lights
the city’s loud and humming from the midnight crowd as they pulse and throb
so I’ll go down to the river where I’ll someday drown
where all is quiet now
Off in the distance I can see the cityscape
soft-edged shadows all begin to take their shape and when you spoke
each whispered vow and hollered joke
they rang so clear
and I’m still here
but it’s different now you’re not around
and all is quiet now
In Berlin
like antennae, a steeple scrapes the autumn sky
for 80 years it transmitted the sweetest songs to you and I
go up the stairs with whispered prayers and open up the belfry doors
and look around, no carillonneur to be found
so all is quiet now
It’s long abandoned said the foreman to his men
the charges are planted just flip the lever when I say when you spoke
each whispered vow and hollered joke
they rang so clear
and I’m still here
but it’s different now you’re not around
all’s quiet now
if I could trade a lifetime for a single day
I’d choose the time
we felt the sea and listened to the crash of waves
but time’s gone by
and so all is quiet now
and so all is quiet now
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9. |
Clerambault
08:56
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You’ve got such grace
such talent, such wonder
and beauty beyond all I’ve ever seen
trapped inside my tv screen I saw you
you were calling out for me
I’ve seen every show
and I’ve bought every movie
your promotional tie-in cereal boxes too
my eyes turn green for the few so lucky
to share your screen and speak with you
St. Raphael
patron of lovers
has yet to answer any of my calls
I fear he hasn’t got the balls to help me
that bastard wants to see me crawl
So I’m no longer waiting
tonight I’ll come find you
the tabloids have told me where you live
my spontaneity I hope you can forgive, my lover
I’m turning off all the lights
I’m out the door, into the night
Oh how I want you
like the needle wants the skin
and it’s so strangely haunting
how my life’s halfway gone and yet it’s finally beginning
Your mansion is gated
but your porch light’s inviting
it whispers words I long to hear
to think of all those pointless years I suffered
you know it brings me close to tears
Now I would not consider
myself an athlete
but scaling that fence was quite the easy time
there’s not a wall I wouldn’t climb to reach you
but it’s a shame that I can’t fly
So I crawled through your window
and I pulled myself in
and at long last I’m finally with you, yeah you’re oh so near
but there’s terror dripping down your face and a phone up to your ear
Why don’t you know me?
do you think I’m a stranger?
I came to give you all my best
but I’ll plunge the knife into your chest, I’m sorry
what do you get for all this persistence
just some sirens wailing in the distance?
Oh to see you like this
it’s just too horrid to observe
and I don’t know what awaits me
but in the end I confess it’s probably what I deserve
There aren’t many channels
here where I’m staying
but at least they’ve got the evening news
and the top story says
“critical condition, more details coming soon”
what can I say or think or do
So with my contraband chisel
I’ll etch the contours of your face
on the wall that stands between me and you
and I can’t help but feel so blue about it
I’m filled with a deep abhorrence for these feelings of unimportance
Oh do you love me
after all I put you through
and if some day I make it out there
do you think we could talk and maybe both start anew
If it’s fate that says what’s right and who is whose
then your love is far too good for me to lose
but perhaps there is a chance that I’ve been wrong
if that’s the case then I guess I’m finally where I belong
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10. |
Inopia
05:47
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Meet me at ten, I’ve got a tough course of action
lets throw in the towel, I’ve had too much of this place
the people you know would not understand why we’re leaving
hop a train when they look away
hop a train when they look away
My father’s a prick, he’s got his thumb on my future
your mother’s insane, she’d lock you up if she could
but when we’re alone, we’ll just belong to each other
can’t you see that my word is good?
can’t you see that my word is good
Now others may fall to their frames and surroundings
but they’ll tell you nothing is wrong
but when we come back, if we come back, things will be better
and we’ll be singing a different song
Summer job dough can buy you a small wood-fire cabin
it can get you new clothes, cut your hair, change your name
you can be Jane and I’ll be Ernesto
and we’ll toast to a well played game
yeah we’ll toast to a well won game
Coffee and tea, I pour my milk from the carton
what a surprise to see your face on the side
pass me the scissors, this one’s for the scrapbook
can’t you see that we’re finally free?
can’t you see that we’re finally free
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Sam Hansell London, Ontario
Sam Hansell is a singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist from Hamilton, Ontario. He writes songs that deal with themes of loss and escape. Whether in the form of first-person perspective autobiographical songs or fictional third-person story songs, his lyrics are delivered through various musical styles, from fast punk rock to slower folk ballads. ... more
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