Reconstruction Site The Weakerthans

Well I'm lost, I'm afraid, Rope tied down to a leaky boat, To the roof of a car on a road in the dark and it's snowing.

My Favourite Chords The Weakerthans

The Mayor's out killing kids to keep taxes down, and me and my anger sit folding a paper bird, letting the curtains turn to beating wind. Wish I had a socket-set to dismantle this morning.

Genetic Reconstruction Death

with total resistance To fatal disease, future methods of science Replacing what is real by using technology Population control, selecting those who will breed A specific type of form chosen for the

The Reasons The Weakerthans

you tell me to fuck off, When I need somebody to, How you make me laugh so hard, How whole years refuse to stay, Where we told them to bad dog, Locked up blindly in a word, Or a misplaced souvenir, How the

Uncorrected Proofs The Weakerthans

The mirrors and the unacknowledged nods. Dial tones and license plates. The words you didn't choose. Everything the day's too small to hold spills on to the dusk, and shorts the evening's fuse.

Elegy For Elsabet The Weakerthans

So the fields are stubble, the garden is done where the scary scarecrow stands and sees her holding up horizons with her hands. She's so tired of reading Daddy's lips - -that essay on a frown.

One Great City! The Weakerthans

> late afternoon another day is nearly done a darker grey is breaking through a lighter one a thousand sharpened elbows in the underground that hollow hurried sound of feet on polished floor and in

Psalm For The Elks Lodge Last Call The Weakerthans

Let the waitress put the chairs up, let the glasses that you broke, form a picture of our leader with a halo made of smoke. Let the golden oldies station crackle and come through.

The Prescience Of Dawn The Weakerthans

the sirens woke me up again i know they're coming for me someday just a matter of when count to 25 and yawn touch the clock and turn my back against the dawn and hope for that one dream of hardware stores

A New Name For Everything The Weakerthans

When the bus shelter windows and napkin-dispensers surprise with distorted reflections, it's never the someone you're hoping to recognize.

Plea From A Cat Named Virtute The Weakerthans

So we should open up the house, invite the Tabby two doors down. You could ask your sister if, she doesn't bring her basset hound.

(Hospital Vespers) The Weakerthans

Doctors play your dosage like a card trick Scrabbled down the hallways yelling "Yatzee" I brought books on Harper in the Arctic Something called "The Politics of Lonely" A toothbrush and Quick Pick with

Leash The Weakerthans

Sitting in silence and staring at ceilings or peeling the paint off of things to confide. Teach me to wiggle my ears like that, Show me the scar that you got when you fell off your bike.

Wellington's Wednesdays The Weakerthans

The night's a spill, a permanent stain; the city soaks in silence, salt and dirty snow. A blue glow from the tv again, the cutains never open, faces never show.

Time's Arrow The Weakerthans

> So you watch the sunrise sinking And she's talking in her sleep A dream of how alone she was Tomorrow when you keep All those promises to someone In a mirror you will find At your parents' house

Everything Must Go The Weakerthans

The cutlery and coffee cups I stole from all-night restaurants, a sense of wonder only slightly used a year or two to haunt you in the dark.

This Is A Fire Door Never Leave Open The Weakerthans

Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room. Half illuminate a face before they disappear. You breathe in forty years of failing to describe a feeling.

Confessions Of A Futon-Revolutionist The Weakerthans

Held like water in you shaking hands are all the small defeats a day demands. 10-6 or 9-5 trying, dying to survive. Never knowing what survival means. Leave the apartment to buy alcohol.

None Of The Above The Weakerthans

But we communicate in questions, And all our answers sound the same. Under sputtering flourescents, After re-fills are re-filled. Negotiations at a stand-still, Spoon and rolling saucer stilled.

Watermark The Weakerthans

We sit and watch the wall you painted purple. Speech will spill on space. Our little cups of grace.

Without Mythologies The Weakerthans

A soft breeze with the slippery concrete black and full of muddy slush, contrasting with the hoarfrost, clean and hung on a tunnel of silent shivering trees (the ones you said you'd like to be), and the

Left And Leaving The Weakerthans

The sidewalks are watching me think about you, sparkled with broken glass. I'm back with scars to show. Back with the streets I know. Will never take me anywhere but here.

Manifest The Weakerthans

> I want to call a request through heating vents, And hear them answered with a whispered no, To crack the code of muscles slack and tense, Let every second step in boots on snow, Complete you name

Benediction The Weakerthans

So you don't get to be a saint Martyrs never last this long Guess I'll never be the one To defeat desire in song Here's a marker Here's my naked skin Our 'exhibit A' Put a small x where I lost my way

Illustrated Bible Stories For Children The Weakerthans

So turn off the sky. Head in my hands. Night keep me warm. White window-sill. Blinded by heart. Cut my hair short. "Eyeless in Gaza with the slaves at the mill."

Diagnosis The Weakerthans

All the cheap tricks I tried too hard not to pull. Pulled along or pulled apart. The diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart.

Letter Of Resignation The Weakerthans

Takes a dried up ball-point, lemon juice and water, keeps a diary invisibly, In the kitchen corner of a basement bachelor suite there's a certain search for certainty, you know we'll never see her hands

The Last Last One The Weakerthans

And nothing happens in the end. I'm thinking of you less, more concerned... and more is less, I guess it doesn't matter now. Maybe we'll never go insane.

Greatest Hits Collection The Weakerthans

Knock so I'll know you're still there, half listening, interpreting the air. Full of failing foreign tongue, my dialect of stammer come undone.

Sounds Familiar The Weakerthans

We emerged from youth all wide-eyed like the rest.

Anchorless The Weakerthans

Southern Manitoba prairie's pulling at the pant leg of your bad disguise. So why were you so anchorless? Shoebox full of photos; found a grainy mirror. Sunken cheeks and slender hands.

Fallow The Weakerthans

Wait until the day says it's closing, and public is put away. Write by the light of a pay phone your list of "I meant to say". Like "Winter comes too soon", or "Radiators hum out of tune".

Aside The Weakerthans

Measure me in metered lines, in one decisive stare, the time it takes to get from here to there. My ribs that show through t-shirts and these shoes I got for free; I'm unconsoled, I'm lonely.

Pamphleteer The Weakerthans

I clutch my stack of paper, press one to a chest, then watch it swoop and stutter to the ground. I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight, and waiting for a winter to be done.

History To The Defeated The Weakerthans

There's blood in the sink, and he's plunging his wrists in. A hangover halo is washing away. Mechanic-school dropout stares into the mirror, stands up in his derelict daydreams.

Exiles Among You The Weakerthans

Her blue eyes frozen green in the low-lit ATM. I need a way to measure the distance. I need a way to say why, out of breath or out of key, her voice resonated in me.

Slips And Tangles The Weakerthans

we're rolling neon lights and slinking purple skies squeeze out soft regrets from all our lives as i greet another door that opens in to that place that we repeatedly begin i'm tangled up in tries ...

75 Bars (Black's Reconstruction) The Roots

now I'm in the story with all the cats before me And smoke purgatory for doing the same thing And them niggas ain't change, them niggas can't change Their moms shake their heads saying it's such a dang

Shock Site Garden Centre

One evening in the bedroom of a friend, you show me a hidden world A dark stream running underneath the pavement that we walk upon A crisp smile is on your mouth but not in your eyes I think about the

Love Comes The Posies

That's what takes up time in this life Add up the sum of the slights and Sooner or later Love comes inside you, gets behind you Takes you under it's wing Is it some kind of function?

Twilight Site 부즈업

너는 떠났다 나를 버렸다 끝이라 했다 그래 그랬다 난 그대로다 너는 변했다 나는 웃었다 그래 그랬다 사랑했었다 행복했었다 너무 좋았다 그땐 그랬다 눈물이 난다 보고만 싶다 니가 그립다 아직도 난 널 보낸다 널 지운다 Twilight Twilight site 널 보냈던 그 자리에 아직 아직 난 난 난 널 Twilight twilight site 난 너를 아직

Toxic [Peter Rauhofer Reconstruction Mix] Britney Spears

And I love what you do Don't you know that you're toxic It's getting late To give you up I took a sip From my devil's cup Slowly It's taking over me Too high Can't come down It's in the air

Toxic (Peter Rauhofer Reconstruction Mix) Britney Spears

that you're toxic Don't you know- Don't you know that you're toxic- It's getting late To give it up I took a sip From my devil cup Slowly It's taking over me Too high Can't come down It's in the

Out Of Site Built To Spill

Raised unright So uptight But why blame you You wouldn't be if you could choose Most of the time it's out of site It hit me today Who gave who the right Who took mine away What a sight, what a

The Right Decision (Moody Reconstruction Mix) Jesus Jones

And the problem with success is you become what you detest How about that?

We Belong Together (Reconstruction Radio Mix) Mariah Carey

would ever be without your love Never imagined I’d be sitting Here beside myself Guess I didn’t know you Guess I didn’t know me But I thought I knew everything I never felt Pre-Chorus 1 The

The Great Red Shift Most Precious Blood

This is my life down here with me One mistake for which I still pay dearly Self-reconstruction after a granted wish for annihilation The dissection of definition the bitter bite of memory Cringing in anticipation

Are You Hung Up? (Mono) Frank Zappa

Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh d'you, are you ARE YOU HUNG UP ARE YOU HUNG UP Outa site Outa site, yeah listen, uhm, d'you, are you ARE YOU HUNG UP Ha ha What does that mean Are you strung up, are you ARE YOU HUNG

Birthplace and Burial Site As Hope Dies

Half drowned in these holes We've dug for ourselves How far have these days taken us We rest on the backs Of treaded paths And encircle the ghost Of used we used There's death In these cluthed hands These

I Walk Alone (Tracy Young Ferosh Reconstruction) Cher

that I've been walking There's a daisy in my hair There's a heartbreak that has taught me Of what is raging And there's only love and fear There's a sadness in my confessions There's a hyena howling at the