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The Point Of No Return
04:56
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The Point Of No Return
Lilacs and lavender, roses of white
What of which I pick is wrong?
I couldn't decide and all of them died
I always wait too long
You were a dream there inside of my head
But somewhere I burnt out a fuse
‘till crabgrass and thistles and weeds of all kinds
was all was left that grew
You're perennial I'm a fool
I stood there and watched it all burn
Then all in a flash I blew right past
the point of no return
Rubies & diamonds, emeralds & pearls
sapphires & rivers of gold
I tried to hoard them & carry them all
a weight no man should hold
Black birds and blue jays and sparrows and doves
Above me a murder of crows
I tried to keep them here all in a cage
I wouldn’t let them go
You’re aeronautical, I'm a fool
I watched you fly away spurned
The sky grew sober as you flew over
the point of no return
Huron and Michigan peaceful & blue
Erie, Superior too
Further down street we meet in a dream
where the undertow looms
You’re hip-nautical I can’t move
Niagara it pulled and it churned
And the faces on the shore watched me in horror
pass the point of no return
And the sky grew darker as I past the marker
and point of no return
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Mermaids
03:52
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Mermaids
I don’t want to sing no more
If I just want to fade away
Wash up on some shore
Somewhere far away
I drive into the sun
Right into the sea
Mermaids all around my car
Now they can sing for me
When it’s all too much
It’s too deep you can’t touch
And the clouds hide every star
I’ll break this chain, I’ll find a way
And my way to where you are
If you don’t want to sing along
If you don’t want to play the game
I don’t want to know the score
I don’t care either way
You worried about the past
I worry what’s to come
If I crash & come in last
Will you still be the one?
When it’s all too much
It’s too deep you can’t touch
You’ll be the sunlight on my scars
I’ll break this chain, I’ll find a way
And my way to where you are
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Careen
04:50
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Careen
Safe inside a school of fish synchronized we swim
with rudders, flaps & fins through underwater winds
We glide along through the herd like prehistoric birds
The world is so absurd you can’t find the words
Far below the under tow where no coral gardens grow
Purple & blue & gold a luminescent show
And up above the fireflies flicker to the beat
Worlds that never meet things we’ll never see
All I want is what you want but you can’t give me
All I need is to be alive And be beside your side
I’d careen you’re the only one I dream
The morning light hits the dew and reveals a hidden thread
A gentle woven web, her eyes are gold & red
She descends from the ledge along a minor chord
And down the pantry door and sets out across the floor
Once there was a golden dream, a garden so serene
a cool running stream, a place we’ll never be
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Ghost Town
05:00
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Ghost Town
I drive around the same old streets
I roam the aisles and buy things I don't need
I wait in line I count the tiles
The cashier stares right through me
She never smiles
Ghost town without you ‘round
This place is a Ghost town
without you around
There’s no flashing lights & no Tilt-A-Whirl
No candy floss or strawberry swirl
All the colours fade to black & white
It's all tumbleweeds & fluorescent lights
Dead end streets & abandon cars
Burnt out & battle scarred
Coyotes on the boulevard
Two white horses
Weeds growing up through the cracks in the sidewalk
Stolen jewels in the window of the pawn shop
I can’t even see a single star
And I don’t know where we are
Ghost town without you ‘round
It’s all boarded up I park down by the sea
I eat in my car and seagulls stare at me
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5. |
Bad Timing
04:10
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Bad Timing
Some call it bad timing the wrong place & time
Or just bad timing or the stars weren’t aligned
Some call it bad timing or it wasn’t meant to be
It’s just bad bad timing either way I see
Just because you want to believe
It doesn’t make it true
I watched them drive you away
there was nothing I could do
Some call it bad timing the wrong place & time
Just bad timing or the stars weren’t aligned
Some call it bad timing or ships lost at sea
Maybe bad bad timings just meant to be
Life starts out so slow
And before you know it’s gone
Soon it goes by so fast
so fast you can’t get back on
Some call it bad timing the wrong place & time
Or just bad timing or the stars weren’t aligned
Some call it bad timing or it wasn’t meant to be
It’s just bad bad timing every way I see
What if this? What if that?
If you could, would you go back?
to California you could go
I guess we’ll never know
Some call it bad timing the wrong place & time
Or just bad timing or the stars weren’t aligned
Some call it bad timing or it wasn’t meant to be
Maybe bad bad timings just been waiting for me
Maybe bad bad timings just been waiting on me
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A Brief History Of My Life
I was born on a frozen morn in Kitchener Ontario
You could see my breath as they wrapped me up
and carried me through the snow
My brother and me and my mom and dad
upstairs at nana’s house
The snow all melted & the sun came out
& I never did shut my mouth
We lived next door to a chocolate factory
& I swear that’s not a lie
But the times they changed and
when the wrecking ball came
everybody just watched and cried
We had little bunk beds and a colour tv
I’d watch it on a brown shag rug
We had a little MG then Volvo wagon
then a little Volkswagen bug
Life was good riding in the family car
And that Schneider’s sign on the 401
Was shining like a guiding star
Nana passed away so we moved down stairs
and me I got my own room
It was 83’ & the great Stan Rogers
was taken from us too soon
I got my 1st guitar from my cousin Jim
a semi hollow beautiful sight
And I saw David Bowie at the CNE
and I sold my soul that night
So they sent me off to Catholic school
where I had to wear a uniform
But me and the lord never got along
And I was late every morning
We had a reel to reel & a VCR
I jumped and cheered & shout
‘Cuz I could watch “Harold & Maude” every single day
& watched it ‘till the tape wore out
Life was good riding in the family car
We’d see that Schneider’s sign on the 401
We knew home wasn’t far
My brother moved off to India
And me I started a band
We drove around from coast to coast
in a Ford Econoline van
I saw every inch of Canada
I played every little town
And I never gave up and I never looked back
and I never really came back down
Here I am now a grown-up boy
singing this song for you
I’ve got some beautiful friends from way back when
& a few that are just brand new
But I miss the ones who aren’t around
the ones who passed away
So I’m feeling extra grateful
just to be here with you today
Life is good when you’re riding in the family car
And that Schneider's sign’s still standing there
Shining like a guiding star
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Don’t Be So Hard On Yourself
Broken promises and bridges burned
Best intentions and lessons learned
You fell short and you went too far
Ya, life is just a shooting star
You only get one chance
It’s your last dance
Then last call and we all fall
So make it a joyride
Take it world wide
It’s alright It’s your life
You were looking for the courage to change
In a world that’s broken down brutal & strange
You beat yourself up for too many years
Lost memories and wasted tears
We’ve made it this far
We wait & worry, wonder & doubt
You tried your best and it didn't work out
I had to laugh because I wanted to cry
And then all in a flash it goes flying by
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8. |
Nothing To Declare
04:20
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Nothing To Declare
2 eggs over easy toast & jelly coffee black as night
I know you order for you while you fill out immigration forms & flights
Date of issue surname passport address & postal code
You know all my numbers check my boxes I have nothing to disclose
Just the sand in my shoes & the wind in my hair
I’ve come back empty-handed I have nothing to declare
But the travelling blues and memories of you
I’ve come home empty handed I have nothing to declare
All your lotions and tonics & your large electronics go in the tub
Your face was in a locket I’d forgot was in my pocket and made it buzz
We woke up to a new world sanitized spread apart and masked
We all fought & argued hoarded shamed blamed lied cried and crashed
I did my laundry in the bathtub in a New Orleans hotel quarantine
while the big muddy churned with riverboats flags and party queens
So I went to bed so early in hope that you’d come find me in a dream
But I woke prematurely when these words came flowing like a stream
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Lighthouse (The Wedding Song)
You’re a little campsite set up in my soul
You’re a little bonfire when everything’s cold
You’re a little lifeboat floating my fears
Shining in the moonlight soaking up all my tears
You’re a little raincoat when it’s really coming down
You’re the shoreline
and the coast
When I’m lost like a ghost
You’re the lighthouse
to bring me home
You’re a little sweet song stuck into my head
a melody so strong I’m going to sing it ‘til I’m dead
You’re a little paint brush and all the colours in the wheel
I could look into the brush strokes and I could see how you feel
You’re a little re-write ‘til every word is gold
You’re the shoreline
and the coast
When I’m lost like a ghost
You’re the lighthouse
to bring me home
The older I get the more I’m finding
Grey hair is just the silver lining
If it’s any consolation
You’re every constellation in the night
You’re a little night light shining in my heart
Steering me just right when I’m lost in the dark
You’re a little dream boat, you’re a ferris wheel
You’re the shoreline
and the coast
When I’m lost like a ghost
You’re the lighthouse
to bring me home
You’re the shoreline
and the coast
And the one I love the most
You’re the lighthouse
to bring me home
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10. |
The Prison You Live In
05:23
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The Prison You Live In
It’s the prison you live in when you’re stuck in your ways
You pace like a lion & scratch off the days
With the ghosts of the memories of things you can’t see
It’s the prison you live in ‘till you set yourself free
From a golden castle down by the sea
You found no solace you couldn't get free
You stood there in heaven with all that you need
But you only saw sorrow, sadness and greed
I didn’t hear it when it actually came out
But I saw the words form on their mouths
You stood for the jury, the jailer & judge
They found you guilty of the absence of love
….with the ghosts of the memories lost and estranged
It’s the prison you live in when you can’t change
You walked into the ocean, gave into the tide
The sting rays all wept and the mermaids all cried
The sea turned to black and the sky to grey
Then it spit you back out and it turned you away
You spoke with the preacher and he called you son
All was forgiven and all was undone
The sky opened up from the heavens above
Through streams of forgiveness to an ocean of love
…with the ghosts of the memories of things you can’t see
It’s the prison you live in ‘till you set yourself free
It’s the prison you live in till you set yourself free
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