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(We'll get you boy, we'll get you boy, get you boy)
The sun is down on another day
The girls I sold and the boys I gave away
Gone are the stores and the neighbourhoods
Looking empty but feeling pretty good
So haul me down
Run me up on charges
There's nothing I can't shake
I'll be free any day
Today is Tuesday but Thursday's free
Call my patients, let 'em hunt for me
I'll shave my face with an axe to grind
Dye and a dull blade is all they're going to find
So haul me down
Run me up on charges
There's nothing I can't shake
I'll be free any day
Just keep an eye on me
(We'll get you boy, we'll get you boy, get you boy)
I sold my soul to the atmosphere
I'll steal it back when I know the air is clear
The sun is down, you're so far away
Leaves me cold in that old Toronto way
So haul me down
There's nothing I can't shake
I'll be free any day
(We'll get you boy, we'll get you boy)
Just keep an eye on me
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Jackhammer Burden
04:26
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Two years less a day
Of digging my own grave
Way down something is found
A glimmer of hope for an easy way out
Run for shelter
Get out of the way
We blast today
Winding beneath the crust
Grinding earth to dust
Breathe slow, don't make a sound!
The tiniest noise could bring it all down
Fall to pieces
I'm itching to see
The sunlight
Breakthrough
So what's new?
My jackhammer burden
A cold call
Too far to fall
I'll divine my way
Out of here
Breathe slow, don't make a sound
On second thought
Let's bring it all down!
My fuse is shorter
So heads up
Breakthrough
So what's new?
My jackhammer burden
A cold call
Too far to fall
I'll divine my way
I'll float through the grey
There's nothing to fear
I'm out of here
For now
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No one to talk to, no one to bring me down
No one to carry, no one to carry me around
Words die in the shadows
And I forgot to let you know
Bring me down
Take your time
Pick me up
Get me high
Welcome honey, welcome home
You fit the part all skin and bones
Something's in the shadows fumbling around
And I forgot to let you know
Bring me down
Take your time
Pick me up
Make me cry
Take me home
In a smile
Show me a better way…
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Yes, I want to be outside your window
Looking in on you below
But I know I'll see my own reflection
Staring back at me from space
Whatcha gonna do?
What'd you come to see?
I don't mind, I like the company
You're like an asteroid against the sky
And barrelling down on me below
Yet, it seems to me
That I'm the one who's breaking up in the atmosphere
Whatcha gonna do?
What'd you come to see?
I don't mind, I like the company
I'm glad you found your way
But how'd you hear of me
From way out in your flower garden
A million miles away?
Easy…it ain't easy
Maybe there'll be some control
But it ain't easy
You're like an asteroid against the sky
And barrelling down on me below
Whatcha gonna do?
What'd you come to see?
I don't mind, I like the company
I'm glad you found your way
But how'd you hear of me
From way out in your flower garden
A million miles away?
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I saw the drawing that you made
I want to scratch 'n' sniff the sun before it
Burns the page
I love the colours that you found
Like Starfish Orange Marmalade and Friday Purple
Rolling around
Smiling face paint fancy eyes
Knowing things will always turn out as they will
To our surprise!
We cannot breathe in this atmosphere long
But I'd love to meet for tea today, anyway
A scrape is new a bruise is fair
You dress your wounds in homemade costumes
So unaware
When birthdays come the gifts are strange
A busker at a funeral taking flowers for change
We cannot breathe in this atmosphere long
But I'd love to meet for tea today, anyway
I love the drawing that you made
It gave me hope
A sun so full of stars
Not broken bones
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It's early morning
The sun was not so lazy
Bed is warm
I know my dreams will leave me hazy
I guess I'm fine
Yet sleep and wine are kisses
But I know I've made the angels smile
Where the sun is at my door, he's waiting for me
It's like he said about the girl, "You're sorry"
Still you don't regret a day
You were flying
Well it's all in the past now
I guess I think I know I'm growing
But I want to make the angels smile
Where the sun is at my door, he's waiting for me
Call off your soldiers, your sins want the war
Patience you'd know if you'd been here before
Maybe shadows are longer when you're close to the light
Still the lesson's the same and the same is all right.
I made this home
But the West Coast has the mountains
At least if I were lonely there
I could breathe
But I like where I'm living
There's music all through the evening
And I know I'll make the angels smile
Where the sun is at my door
The sun is at my door, he's waiting for me
(Is it true? Does that include you?)
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My number's up and I'll be there
But I'm running late
My best laid schemes will pave the way…down
It's easy to justify myself
A bad boy who tries and tries and tries
Anticlockwise
I'm getting better
Glad to see you're noticing
In a hundred dog years I'll be fine
It's easy to justify myself
A bad boy who tries and tries and tries
Anticlockwise
I picked up speed and I'm coming in
Hot as hell
Anticlockwise
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St Barnabas
05:02
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On the steps of St Barnabas
There were flowers for one of us
For the one who couldn't attend
Was it sticks, maybe stones?
Or a broken home
And a ride a lonely mile to the edge
Who's gonna answer the questions his mother has?
Who's gonna know?
A perfect disaster
A crack in the plaster of the walls
In the halls of the home
She'd know by the sound of the knock at her door
It falls like a hammer
Her knees would shake
Her knees would shake
On the steps of St Barnabas
There were flowers for one of us
The kind that remind me of you
The light of your face
And the grey in its place
Like someone somebody knew
I slept in that morning
It came without warning
From a drink and a song the night before
And I know what I heard
But I can fix it for sure…
I'm coming home!
You knew by the sound of the knock at your door
It fell like a hammer
And now your hands shake on their own
And now your hands shake on their own
Her knees would shake
Her knees would shake
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Violins will not the spirit lift
Like another complimentary gift
Oh yeah
Act your age and everybody knows
What you like and where your money goes
Poisoning the seeds we sow today
Pissing in the estuaries
Hold your head up
Sell your sorrow
Lonely games with hungry gallows
Lowly, slowly, upright and holy
Seems your ending needs some mending
Hiding in the shadows, oh we do it well
Heaven's never been as bold as hell
Always shipped as frozen, sold as fresh
Take a number
Bitch to Bangladesh
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10. |
A Prayer for Owen Meany
03:10
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Under the skin
Over the moon
A vintage guitar
Chaucer and you
We're travelling light
Just one for the road
Let's begin
It starts in the west
And turns to the south
Tight in the chest
And dry in the mouth
A trail of crumbs
A shedding of skin
Let it out
Breathe it in
Returning Home
I dreamt that we were brothers
You couldn't fly and I couldn't sing
So we combed through flora and fauna
Till I found my voice and you found the wind
Out of my skin
Under the moon
The air here is thin
But god, what a view
I'm scared to death
And so alive
Breathe it out
Let it in
Returning Home
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Ryan Granville-Martin Toronto, Ontario
RGM is a drummer, producer, arranger and songwriter based in Toronto. He has made and continues to make music with a lot of great people.
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