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With a Magnifying Glass
04:00
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You wiped a patch of snow off the ice-lake,
The April Sun somehow let it frost.
Your sisters were dancing in the Orchard,
You called them over to see what you had found.
A man in the ice,
He left it all behind,
To find a better life,
Frozen in the ice,
Frozen in the ice,
He left it all behind,
To find a better life.
To find a better life.
With a magnifying glass,
You used the rays of Sun,
To melt away the past,
With a magnifying glass.
His blood was coming free,
His eyes began to see,
His throat slowly thawed,
And his lungs began to breath.
You pulled him to the side,
His pale face surprised,
Remembering the sky
For the first time.
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I saw a show at four o’clock, maybe five,
It showed this picture of a young girl who died.
She lay face down, A man drove a nail through her head,
And as she died Her body shook, and they had sex.
The cop who found her
Was a strong man, tired from years,
He looked away from me and Broke down in tears.
Let’s all join hands and kill the ones Who make this an evil place.
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Willing young man, curious girl,
We fell into this world.
Stole from a tree, found out the truth,
We had to build a room,
Walls around me and you.
But things weren’t as good, reason to fight,
We were running out of time,
Watching the years go by.
A murder took place, a child disposed,
This was the life we chose,
But, darling, we came so close.
You my love
You my love
Watching us grow,
Planting a seed,
Spirits loving free.
Falling down,
We’re falling down,
Learning to die,
Learning to feel,
Love grows in disease.
The waters were rough, cut down to two,
Some time for me and you
To talk about things to do.
More people came, a tower went high,
The start of wandering eyes,
Under the changing skies.
Silently,
Is it all to nothing?
You my love
You my love
Watching us grow,
Planting a seed,
Spirits loving free.
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4. |
Young Mothers
02:58
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I wanna live like a teenage mom,
I wanna live like a teenage mother,
I wanna celebrate life despite what’s right,
I wanna live like a teenage mom.
We gotta dance like we can’t even stop
We gotta dance like we can’t even stop
I wanna close my eyes and grab your arms
And wrap them ‘round my waist and hit the floor.
Overflowing with milk and love and life
Overflowing with hands and ears and eyes.
A little worried, it’s okay
A little worried, it’s okay
You & me, you & me, you & me, Oh, you & me.
A little flawed, it’s okay
A little flawed, it’s okay
You & me, we’re the same,
A little scared, a bit ashamed.
The competition’s not our fault,
It was there before we were born,
This hatred’s not our fault,
It was there before we were born,
The lines are not our fault,
They were drawn before we were born,
The tracks are not our fault,
They were laid before we were born.
I wanna live like a teenage mom,
I wanna live like a teenage mother,
I wanna celebrate life despite what’s right,
I wanna live like a teenage mom.
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Your ghost is still here,
Your spirit still haunts me,
Appearing in eyes
Of people around me.
Two years away,
Follows behind me,
Watches me laugh,
Sadly and silent.
You opened the gate,
I followed through,
Cross-graves at night
Waiting for you.
Only you.
A Thief in the night,
Ghost from the past,
A suicide gone horribly wrong
And now look at what’s left:
Skyless,
Closed-off,
Waters run dry,
The change ain’t true.
When I hold her in my arms,
I want you.
Only you.
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6. |
She Took Off Her Glasses
05:46
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The beaten track is the easiest path,
A girl with a fragile heart will
Love you back.
Dye fabric in blood,
Patch Asian cloth
On the valves and the veins,
‘Til it all looks the same,
‘Til it’s sort of the –
The start of an Eastern goodbye,
I’ll meet you in Seoul,
Then come to the shore,
For a “meal” . . .
Whispers of white and red in a word,
She lowers her head,
We’re leaving again,
But the last time will be the worst.
Hope lights up sad eyes,
A tentative smile – she gives it to you, Oh oh oh oh,
Young professional hands
Discovering old joys with somebody new, Oh oh oh oh
I-- caught myself repeating things
I said to the girl before,
To the girl before you, Oh oh oh oh
We’re two lonely scavengers trying
To use fragments of what is left –
Got to build something new, Oh oh oh oh yeah.
The beaten track is the easiest path,
A girl with a fragile heart will
Love you back.
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7. |
Winter in Montreal
03:00
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Flip The Mirror to the back,
Find out where you are,
The pleasure and the mystery
Behind the censor stars…
What I need,
Take care of me.
Kick the snowdrift off your heels,
Climb the spiral stairs,
Dance the dance that lovers fear,
Leave behind regret…
Fantasy.
The clouds are gray, the wind burned your face,
There’s corpses on TV and children are screaming.
Cold winter nights
All blow away
When you twirl in her summer clothes.
Ice drops of rain
All wash away
With the sweat down your jivin’ gams.
For you my love is free.
Forget about the world outside,
Forget about your friends,
Forget about those other ones,
It’s time to pay the rent,
Emily.
In here it’s alright, there’s fire in your eyes,
I’ll turn off the TV, just come here and please me.
Cold winter nights
All blow away
When you twirl in her summer clothes.
Ice drops of rain
All wash away
With the sweat down your jivin’ gams.
For you my love is free.
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The same old sun
Wears you down,
Lights up a darkness
You can’t overcome,
Shows the world,
This broken place,
The guiltless in pain,
The grinding of teeth.
But oh,
The Night’s coming.
Yeah,
The Night comes.
I held your arm,
You held my arm too
And in the sunset
We found something new,
Mixed our blood
With a music that drowns the Night
In glowing white minds
Behind black curtains.
The Night
Sleeps inside
inside
inside
inside
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9. |
Into the Night (Part II)
01:59
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(instrumental)
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Screen-test eyes and a grown-up look,
I fell in love with Patty Duke,
Not the blind, deaf, dumb girl,
Not the TV teenager.
The Valley of Dolls, a drink in her fist,
Sparkle neck, curled lip,
Slumps on the stairs and lets down her hair,
Greed anger lust and fear..
There is love in the air.
Mixing up dolls with alcohol shots,
They say I’m drunk even when I am not.
The actress behind the sadness and sorrow,
Look in her eyes, see through her soul.
Wipes a hand across her lips,
Cleans the stains from an angel face.
Why so sad in a diamond house?
Playful eyes, open mouth..
There is love in the air.
Mixing up dolls with alcohol shots,
They say I’m drunk even when I am not.
The actress behind the sadness and sorrow,
Look in her eyes, see through her soul.
We’re mixing up dolls with alcohol shots,
They say we’re drunk even when we are not.
The actress behind the sadness and sorrow,
Look in her eyes, see through her soul.
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11. |
Girl Soldiers
04:03
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Oh, these desert stars at night,
Lost in a cloud of flashing light,
Oh, this terror in my bones,
A heavy chest and thoughts of home.
The First Twins
And clubs and movie stars,
One Twin on her knees
And she’s going far.
I’m feeling a little stressed, dad
These blisters on my hands, dad,
All the faces that I love,
Outta sight, growing old.
The First Twins
And clubs and movie stars,
One Twin on her knees
And she’s going far.
La première fois que j't'ai vu
Plus triste que fier
C'est pas à cause de moi
C'est à cause de celui qui mène
Why not go when there’s nothing to lose?
Send the girls out,
It’s their right to choose,
Nobody sees what nobody knows,
Your baby’s dying while his darling blows.
There’s a gun in her hand,
There’s a gun in her hand,
There’s a gun in her mouth,
There’s a gun in her hand.
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12. |
Ticking Clock
03:39
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Stumblin’ Jack said,
“What’s the point of being dead?”
He’d rather be black-ash
Then dust instead,
Forget to breath,
You know what I mean?
When you’re finally alive,
you don’t even feel it.
You were here, you were here,
A little while, a little while,
And that inside Light
Covered all the Night,
And fireflies burned holes in my eyes.
The Gift is like a ghost,
The fireplace is full,
Within your skin is cooling scars and smoke,
It’s hard to know what’s real,
It’s hard to know what’s real,
‘Cause a little time will change your mind.
Won’t you wait,
Won’t you wait,
Won’t you wait
A while?
AREN’T YOU SCARED?
That it’s gonna stop…
I used to be in love,
I swear I was in love,
But now you just can’t be sure,
I think I’ve seen enough,
I might’ve seen too much,
It attacks your eyes and ears and heart
And it overflows
But never fills your soul.
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The Darling DeMaes Montréal, Québec
The Darling DeMaes is a Montreal-based indie acoustic group.
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..then check out demaes songwriter/singer Erik Virtanen's solo project Holland Creek. It features guest musicians from other Montreal bands.
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