'Days In Frames'

Available for Pre-order on iTunes Nov. 11th, Album out Nov. 25th

 


 

 

Lyrics

 

Cloud Maintenance (2011)

 

Northland Train

I can hear the train
I can hear the sound so far away
Sounds like it belongs to yesterday 

We were on that train
Riding through the fields to Amsterdam
We were on that train
Laughing in a fog of Chardonnay
Riding through the darkness and the rain

I can hear the train
I can hear the sound moving farther away
It fills my heart again
It fuels my heart with longing for a friend

I can hear the train
I can hear the train
Sounds like it belongs to yesterday

I can hear the train
I can hear the sound so far away
Sounds like it belongs to yesterday

 

She Waved

She waved from the bus
Beautiful and mysterious

There is a box on the bus
It does not belong to anyone

She waved from the bus
All my life will I feel distrust?

In this world so dangerous
Yet beautiful and mysterious

She waved from the bus.

 

Don't Shuffle Me Back

Once upon a time everything was fine 
Now I feel like I’m at the back of the line
Don’t shuffle me back to the bottom of the deck

Hey where did you go?
Was I too fast or slow?
Am I just somebody that you used to know?
Don’t shuffle me back to the bottom of the deck

When I’m feeling blue, I pick up a shoe,
Pretend it’s a telephone, and that I’m talking to you.
Don’t shuffle me back to the bottom of the deck.

Cos’ the doctor calls, the lawyer calls,
But you don’t call me ,no, you don’t call me anymore.
Don’t shuffle me back to the bottom of the deck.

I heard you got a Rat-tat-tat tattoo on your back
Someone told me about that.
I want to get us back on track,
Don’t treat me like me that
Don’t tease me like that.

At the Dollarama, with the Dalai Lama,
You can buy cards, but you can’t buy good Karma.
Don’t shuffle me back to the bottom of the deck.

The doctor calls, the lawyer calls
But you don’t call me, no you don’t call me anymore.

 

Grey Garden

I live beside a dead garden,
where I pass the time of day.
Come sit and watch the clay harden,
if you’re ever around this way.
A tray with tea for two 
is waiting here for you,
waiting here in Grey Garden.

If I could live on rainwater,
I’d never leave again.
I’d stay here with my only daughter,
my one and only friend.
Under this old tree is where I like to be,
It’s where I feel like me.
So leave me in my grey garden.
In my grey garden.

I’ll find a bottle one day
with a genie inside who’ll say:
today’s your lucky day,
now wish away this grey,
bring joy back to the dead garden,
back to the grey garden.

 

Tell Me Tell Me

Tell me tell me love, tell me how it feels
How does it look? Tell me that it’s real.
Do you feel alone, or out of place,
or right at home way out in space?

Tell me tell me love.

When you write again, tell me everything
Are there rainforests or birds that sing?
Is it cold at night? Do you still get a chill?
Are there winding rivers or rolling hills? 

Tell me tell me love.

If you don’t pay your gravity bill,
Will you float away, against your will.
Tell me tell me love, tell me how it feels.
How does it look? 
tell me that it’s real.

Tell me tell me love.

 

The House Of Invention

Here is a song about a painter you might know.
He is The Copper Thunderbird Norval Morrisseau.
He’s floating by high in the sky in a canoe.
I hope you feel the colors’ healing spell on you.

A man of conviction
On a journey, on a mission,
To find his X-ray vision,
In the house of invention.

And in the gallery heads are turning back and forth.
Somebody called him “ the Picasso of the north”.
And when I wander cloudy on a gloomy day
He’ll cheer me up like Debussy or Dubuffet

A man of conviction
On a journey, on a mission,
To find his X-ray vision,
in the house of invention.

This is a song about a painter you might know.
He is The Copper Thunderbird Norval Morrisseau!

 

Always Changing

Waiting at the red light, on the way to see my friend.
Going to say goodbye, and pay my respects.
Kneeling by my teachers side, and seeing her at rest.
I made a promise to her, that I would do my best,
that just like anything, I would change .

Always changing, always changing.

like the fall and winter,
the summer and the spring
everybody
everything

Always changing, always changing. 

And when I least expect it, she’s reminded me again.
The song of change is endless.
The song that we all sing.
We all sing it in our own way.
It’s always changing.

 

See You Again

I really want to see you
Yeah I really want to see you
Yeah I really want to see you again.

I’ve been waiting here for so long
and it’s so cold I put on my long johns
Don’t you make me wait too long.
Cos’ this feeling I can’t shake it,
it’s been so long and I can’t take it,
Don’t you make me wait too long.

I really want to see you
Yeah I really want to see you
Yeah I really want to see you again.

I’d been waiting here for so long
When I realized you were long gone.
Won’t you bring me back my long johns?

Cos’ I really want to see you
Yeah I really want to see you
Yeah I really want to see you again. 

 

The City Of Love

I had that rotten feeling, that I was trapped,
So far off of the map, that there is no map.
In the city of hate, in the city of masks.
Lost, in a daze, trying to find my way back.

Then she held the lantern up,
The moon in the sky above
She led me down the path to the city of love.
I was a stray cat. I was a missing glove.
It’s so nice to be back in the city,
In the city of love.

The city is a chameleon
It’ll change the color of its skin
depending on the shape that you are in.

Downtown by the depot, someone left an old armchair.
It must have looked inviting ,cos’ I woke up sitting there
Staring at the icy water, and the birds on the peer
A boat had come in from Cuba, 
I could smell the sugar in the air.

Then she held the lantern up
The moon in the sky above
She led me down the path to the city of love
I was a stray cat,I was a missing glove.
It’s so nice to be back in the city
In the city of love.

The city is a chameleon
It’ll change the color of its skin
depending on the shape that you are in.

 

Monsters Anonymous

Hello, and welcome, to the first general meeting of the MONSTERS ANONYMOUS

Hello my name is T-Rex
I think I’ve got a complex
I always want to smash the duplex.

Hello my name is Loch Ness
I’ve been living in the darkness
I won’t bore you with my regrets

Hello I am a Cyclops
I think I’m losing my chops
I’m addicted to my eyedrop

I’m Frankenstein’s creation
And here’s my explanation
Why I’m bad at pro-creation
My nuts are in my neck

I’m the monster under your bed
I’m hungry I’ve not been fed
Maybe I’ll eat your head

Hi I’m the Minotaur
For three thousand years or more
One/nil has been the score

Hello I am a Giant
If you’re wondering where your car went
Go look in my footprints

Finally daylight has come
Don’t blink your eyes or it’s gone
You better run

Thank you for attending the first general meeting of the MONSTERS ANONYMOUS.