1. |
Mariposa
02:58
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Going back
Going back home every year
To see my friends
All of them are nowhere near
What have they done to me now
I feel the turning of a crown
Alone
I'm all on my own
Slipping through
Slipping through the neighbourhood
To recognize space through time is what it would
The children's cries fill up the air
Though none of them are of my stare
Oh no
I'm all on my own
Missing everything I know
Maybe it's time for me to go
And let the seeds begin to grow
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2. |
Falling Down Town
03:11
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It’s been a very long night
At the bar and dodged a fight
Take another block to walk
It feels impossible to talk
Who’d have thought I wouldn’t catch
The world cup final match
I know I’ve had a drink or two
Three, four, five, well they just flew
Yeah they just flew
Just like they do
Like they do
I see street names that I should know
Store signs turned off, my phones the glow
Falling Down, Falling Down Town
I keep on banging at my door
My keys won’t scuff or scrape no more
Falling Down, Falling Down Town
Falling Down Town
I don’t suppose a cab would do
Without the cash that I just blew
At least it's only one more click
Straighten paths and get there quick
It’s not too bad, I’m not alone
I’ve got a shoulder help me home
At least I'm not stuck in the cart
Or started sucking on a dart
Well on a dart
Oh that’s a start
That’s a start
I see street names that I should know
Store signs turned off, my phones the glow
Falling Down, Falling Down Town
I keep on banging at my door
My keys won’t scuff or scrape no more
Falling Down, Falling Down Town
Falling Down Town
Hear my friends they go away
Hit my pillow start to sway
Music layers through the wall
Voices echo down the hall
Doorknob begins to turn
See some faces try to learn
If I’m alive or if I’m dead
I’m just lost in my own head
In my own head
I see street names that I should know
Store signs turned off, my phones the glow
Falling Down, Falling Down Town
I keep on banging at my door
My keys won’t scuff or scrape no more
Falling Down, Falling Down Town
Well I'm Falling Down Town
I'm Falling Down, I'm Falling Down
Falling Down Town
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3. |
Broad Daylight
03:18
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She says that I don't love her
She says that I don't care
She says that I don't want her
I say that's hardly fair
She says that I don't love her
She says that I don't care
She says that I don't want her
I say that's hardly fair
I am to her as she is to me
It's an impossibility
She's too crazy for me
She's says ah can't you see
I'm mad about you, can't you be mad for me
I don't know what to do, I'm all I can be
She says that I don't love her
She says that I don't care
She says that I don't want her
I say that's hardly fair
She says that I don't love her
She says that I don't care
She says that I don't want her
I say that's hardly fair
She holds me so very tight
Push her away it's Broad Daylight
Now, that starts a fight
It ruins the entire night
I'm alone and I'm blue and she feels it too
Alone broken, not even glue will do
She says that I don't love her
She says that I don't care
She says that I don't want her
I say that's hardly fair
She says that I don't love her
She says that I don't care
She says that I don't want her
I say that's hardly fair
She blows and I never expect it
I laugh to intercept it
She thinks I'm being a clown
She knocks me down down down
And yet I still take it, because she's my lover
No that's not it, it's because I love her
Yet I still take it, because she's my lover
No that's not it, it's because I love her
She says that I don't love her
She says that I don't care
She says that I don't want her
I say that's hardly fair
She says that I don't love her
She says that I don't care
She says that I don't want her
I say that's hardly fair
She says that I don't love her
She says that I don't care
She says that I don't want her
I say that's hardly fair
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4. |
Laughing at the Sun
02:36
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Got the girl on your arm as you sit on the couch
People surround you, one acts like a grouch
Sure that the dancers, they'll light up the night
Grouch into smiles as they grin at the sight
Those girls in their thongs all just skimpy with lace
The dollars they fly, the shame on their face
The thoughts of their fathers, their old men back home
How could you do this how could you play along
Oh, how could you play along?
Why would you dance to this loving song?
To this loving song
She walks home at hours that Laugh At The Sun
With looks from her patrons, she goes home with none
At her apartment she opens the door
Her kids run up to her, their mother, the whore
Who works late at night just to bring home some cash
So kids can have food and so they can have trash
To fill her apartment and make it seem nice
Inside it's just painful, inside her's warm ice
How could you play along?
Why would you dance to this loving song?
Oh, how could you play along?
Why would you dance to this loving song?
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5. |
Emma's Tune
00:34
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Nonsuch Ottawa, Ontario
Nonsuch (Chris Hales, Marlow Stainfield, Emma Lynn, Eamonn Stinson O'Gorman) comes from Ottawa Ontario. Atmospheric, whimsical, bluesy, experimental and folky rock.
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