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Wide Mouths
04:26
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Just a short introduction
Need your eyes to the front
Don't make me shout
Rarely felt so fragile
Not on top of my game
Please hear me out
This may not seem important to you
But someday you might just need this to get through
Charting rivers with music
Yes I know you don't care
For the turbulent waters
It's only wide mouths you hear
I was ready to give up
Have us copy from books
When you tapped out that rhythm
And you captured the mood
This may not seem important to you right now
Someday you'll remember and be proud
It's not the marks that matter here
It's the experiences you glean
From every single time you win
And every time you lose
Every time you're up
Every time you're down
You're learning to stand up
And be noticed
This may not seem important to you right now
Someday you'll remember and be proud
It's not the marks that matter here
It's the experiences you glean
From every single time you win
And every time you lose
Every time you're up
Every time you're down
Every time you're up
You're learning to stand up
And be noticed
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2. |
Cumulonimbus
02:54
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Watching your face in its transform
Gathering colours up for the storm
The strengthening winds signal the change
A hammering head and biblical rains
A-ah your scarlet singing sweet revenge
That gold just for effect
A-ah that violet is your variation on the blues
Now I can look but I don't see
You're still holding on to the mystery
The deeper you go the harder it gets
The cumulonimbus gives nothing less
Than every shade of grey
Your crimson burns away
A-ah and that all ends the prelude
Here's the black
(Solo)
A-ah your scarlet singing sweet revenge
That gold just for effect
That violet is your variation on the blues
Violet is your variation on the blues
Violet is your variation on the blues
A-ah!
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3. |
Draw a Smile
03:30
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You said you’re feeling sluggish
My sentiments exactly, girl
Now come let’s use our turn
Roll the dice and pray for sixes
We’ll skip along like teens in love
‘Cause we don’t do that much
So kick up the bass … and find us some drums
Ooh, a little coffee in the sun!
Doesn’t that feel nice … a little respite?
It brings the green back
And draws a smile so wide, so bright, so high
You thought we’re heading nowhere
Well, I asked you where you want to go
You said you didn’t know
No more thoughts of treading water
Let’s run around like kids in love
Cause we don’t do that enough
So tune out the fog … and find us a sunny, sunny day
Let’s get out of here
We’ll laugh and sing the whole damn way!
Doesn’t that feel nice … a little respite?
It brings the green back to your eyes
And draws a smile so wide, so bright, so high
I can barely describe how that all felt for me
How that all felt for me
How that all felt for … me
(Solo)
Roll the dice and pray for sixes
We’ll run along like kids in love
Cut the deck and steal the aces
We’ll run along like teens in love
Take me to your favourite places
So I can dig your funky stuff!
Roll the dice and shout for sixes
We’ll run along like teens in love
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Featuring drums by Marc Cohen
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4. |
Winter
03:42
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Oh, I need you. I complete you
That’s what I like to think
Oh, I love you. And I miss you
There, it wasn’t that hard to say
Winter drags her feet
I don’t care… you’re here with me
Oh, another snowstorm
And we’re indoors for the night, it would seem
Oh, small decisions lead to fissures
When we can’t all agree
Winter bares her teeth
And she tears at all we’ve achieved
She widens the cracks
And she strips away at our reasoning
Like it was madness, yeah
I can’t find the muse
Under ice, so deep
I know only this
I know only this
That I still love you, yeah
La la … la la
Under ice, so deep
I know only this
I still love you.
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Featuring vocals by Gabriela Boldrini
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5. |
Last Day in London
04:52
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Last day in London – the city has dressed up for me
I’m seeing beauty – in places I never did see
Strange how we don’t understand places
Until the day we leave
And we turn and embrace them, oh
Last day in London – the coquettish smiles are on me
I’m missing your presence
There’s still a few hours ‘fore I leave
Strange how we don’t appreciate places
Until the day we leave
And we turn and embrace them, yeah, oh
What do I know?
What do I know?
It won’t be too long ‘til I see you again
You can’t take the city from me
It won’t be that long ‘til I see you again
You can’t take the city from me
It won’t be too long ‘til I see you again
You can’t take the city from me
It won’t be that long ‘til I see you again
You can’t take the city from me
It won’t be too long ‘til I see you again
You can’t take the city from me
It won’t be that long ‘til I see you again
You can’t take the city from me
The dreamers on Carnaby Street lying low
Blackfriars Bridge has that warm evening glow
The traders at Camden are hawking their wares
Barrels are rolled down a steep flight of stairs
The dreamers on Carnaby Street lying low
Blackfriars Bridge has that warm evening glow
The traders at Camden are hawking their wares
Barrels are rolled down a steep flight of stairs
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Featuring Gabriela Boldrini on lead vocals
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6. |
Cocoa
04:49
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All these rising expectations
Could saddle us with a war
It’s our consumer disposition
That keeps us wanting for more
Always wanting for more
Always hungry for more
We’ve gotten so far removed from the front line
I swear the trail’s gone cold
The chocolate bars seem to fall from the sky
For all the children are told
That’s all the children are told
More people than pieces
Of this pie we’re all craving
This land can only grow so much coffee
So much cocoa
When the soil’s exhausted
Our eye will go roaming
For somewhere else to grow so much coffee
So much cocoa
Beneath our rising expectations
You’ll find the work of the poor
Lest we forget our disposition
Keeps them pinned to the floor
And we’re still hungry for more
More people than pieces
Of this pie we’re all craving
This land can only grow so much coffee
So much cocoa
When the soil’s exhausted
Our eye will go roaming
For somewhere else to grow so much coffee
So much cocoa
Farmers lie in the creases
Far outside of our thinking
But these folds can only grow so much coffee
So much cocoa
When the soil’s exhausted
Our eye will go roaming onwards
For somewhere else to grow so much coffee
So much cocoa
Oh, these folds can only grow so much coffee
So much cocoa
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7. |
Ma' Dollar
03:11
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Hey, Mother Dollar
I love your crisp green shine
Ooh, Mother Dollar
You’re gonna be all mine, mine, mine
Given time
‘Cause I’m living on a spreadsheet
Where the numbers must add up
And all roads go straight to Yonge Street
To help ma’ dollar run, run, run, run
Hey, another dollar
On the taxi driver’s screen
You know he once was a surgeon, yeah
Proud of his four degrees
Oh please!
But he’s cornered on the spreadsheet
Can’t afford the college fees
And he’ll take you far down Yonge Street
To earn some dollars please
And the city smiles
Her work is done
Man drives on
And ma’ dollar runs
In spite of his life
In spite of his dreams
‘Cause that don’t sway
Ma’ Dollar’s mind
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8. |
Knock, Knock
03:29
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Hey love, welcome back to the fifties
African sun’s gonna burn today
This is the place you know
Hope you feel at home
Here are your pills
Trust you know how to take them
Yes, there are more than there were yesterday
But many things have changed
Since you last passed this way
No, you don’t know me at all
I’m a new face from abroad
Don’t try and remember what it is I said
For tomorrow I’ll say it all again
Hey love, I think it’s time for your coffee
Not quite as strong as it used to be
And is your breathing clear
Yeah, better knock on wood
Is your coffee cold?
Well, that must be the weather
These African rains, they chill you to the bone
And have you had your pills?
I really think you should
No, you don’t know me at all
I’m the new face from abroad
Don’t try and remember what you think I said
For tomorrow I’ll say it all again
No, you don’t know me at all
I’m the new face from abroad
Don’t try and remember what you think I said
For tomorrow I’ll say it all again
All again
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9. |
Me and My Debris
03:20
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It feels so inappropriate meeting you like this
With your dreams of glass and steel
Only hurts me when I speculate
About a gentle kiss and a light brush of your cheek
As we walk along the promenade
Faded signs now stand
Where fairground rides should be
And it pains me when I think of what we used to be
In this city by the sea
Now there’s only me and my debris
Nothing left
But the sight of me with my debris
Channel breeze is blowing quite a gale
Wish I could set sail and take you out to sea
But your ghost has long since fled this tale
With your gentle kiss
Leaving me with my debris
Now there’s only me and my debris
Nothing left but the sight of me with my debris
And I don’t want you around to
See your old world pulled down
Around my feet
Oh, it feels so inappropriate meeting you like this
With your dreams of glass and steel
Only hurts me when I speculate
About a gentle kiss
And a light brush of your cheek
Now there’s only me and my debris
Nothing left but the sight of me with my debris, oh…
And I don’t want you around to
See your old world pulled down
Around my feet
Please leave me with my debris
Now leave me
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10. |
6 haiku
04:03
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I fell off the map
and landed on my back – Now
your sea is my sky
blue on blue on blue
miles of this uncharted hue
pull your contours tight
I don’t want to push
you away, but I need time . . .
the wheels will turn
fireflies flicker on
the signal cuts through the noise –
you hazard a smile
terra firma, yeah!
a foundation to build on –
I’ll bring you the sun
you held out your hands
and you offered me a glass
of water. I cried.
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Mister Cake Toronto, Ontario
A Londoner adrift in Toronto, Canada, I play and sing stories of the cities I call home.
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