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From Bermuda
04:45
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Along the ground there’s a sad fluid
That leaks from the cloud’s starlight
Swirling around under red bridges
Uniting the towns of our lives.
She won’t talk to me
I’m withholding objectivity
She built a language of snow
I don’t want to speak it alone
She couldn’t find her way home
From Bermuda
She wants to be mean
But she holds a smile for all who see
She loves the world and those who don’t
Her company is my only hope
But she couldn’t find her way home
From Bermuda.
It’s my fault she couldn’t find her way home
From Bermuda
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2. |
Learning Curve
03:28
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I got the phonecall
and it was just a Saturday
and I had to put aside
my lukewarm t.v. tray
My little sister
just had a little incident
and it seems to have
happened without her consent.
Take out that look in your eyes
I don’t like what I see
I’d rather just be on my own.
What I want you cannot provide
I said stop scaring me
I’d rather you just leave me alone
Now I want you to take me home.
I learned the details
that they just had a little fight
and he had failed to respect all her
little rights.
He had forced himself upon her body hard
And as I listened stunned
all I could think was oh my God.
I’m in the county jail
It’s time that I confess
But I sit here with a smile
not the least depressed
For since that man stole the goodness
from my sister’s life
Well, I cut his hands off with
my daddy’s carving knife.
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3. |
Oscar Wilde
04:09
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I heard your heart beat
Oscar Wilde
In your breastplate deep.
You said don’t weep,
my child.
Just get some sleep,
Because in a while
The morning sun will rise
as the grief leaves your eyes.
As fatigue leaves your eyes
As the sleep leaves your eyes.
I watched all your dreams
the admission
was free.
Turnstile, it struck my knee
on the exit.
But my voice wouldn’t shriek
I wouldn’t let it.
My voice couldn’t speak
I would not let it.
My voice wouldn’t shriek
My face dropped
down from its smile
I feel right now
just like Oscar Wilde.
Oscar Wilde.
I’ve heard your heart beat
Now for miles
underneath the sea
in your breastplate deep.
Just out of sonar reach.
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4. |
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How I spent my summer vacation was a lie
Bright white sand
We’ll eat meat
We’ll have fun
We’ll get heat
In a month
It was fun
It was grand
I put my hand
In your hand
My vacation was a lie
Bright white sand and clear blue beaches that divide
I had a boat
And it was large
Left to repair
But it had a hole
And I took care
Don’t repeat
Boy you should have been there
My vacation was a lie
Rotting fruit and scenery with little flies
Crowded markets and souvenirs that I despise
But we can’t wait until next year and that’s a lie
(that’s not a lie)
We’ll eat meat
We’ll have fun
You’ll be my
Number one good night
It’s not bleak
For two weeks
No deceit
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5. |
Mountain
02:24
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You wait ten minutes but who’s counting?
It’s not like you had plans to do
Rather than stand straight, I’m crouching
Must you take that now too?
What I hate
I had to wear my jacket tied around my waist
I broke the pact
Under scrutiny because I got attached
And if I jumped off of a mountain
Would you jump off of one too?
I drank from your estrogen fountain
And now you would deny me proof.
What I gave?
They put their trust in me so I guess I should behave
What I thought?
Caught me unprepared is exactly what I got
What I made?
My best caricature is the shell of an egg
If I jumped off of a mountain
Would you jump off of one too?
If you do then who will come to me after?
And that seems to be the greatest truth
So I am glad
That your healthy disposition hardly renders you mad
What I’m not
Is after your innocence when you tell me to stop
You find the images attractive
Impressionable so what do you do?
I’m blushing now because I’m flattered
Is that what you want?
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6. |
Ghostship
03:53
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This sunset dumbs the season’s speech
How nice of you to notice
It’s not like I hear you when we speak
It’s just that I miss the closeness
Of a year intoned
From the sequenced rows, now overgrown
By the weeds of graveyard sonnets
What was left is up to me
Why would anyone want to see
Discouragement shift?
Threshing the green waves of your sea
I cut through the ice, a ghostship
So we collide, I’ll now beseech
You to dim your lights in moments
So I can sink slow (why would anyone want to see)
Far below the cove, I am yours to own
In this place no one forgets
What was left is up to me
Why would anyone want to see
Freedom rest on its haunches?
In a granite rose (what was left is up to me)
I will be enclosed (why would anyone want to see, someone so determined)
I will be enclosed, encased.
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7. |
Nothing Is Left
01:36
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8. |
Goldmine
03:06
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Hey, hey, why so angry?
I, I fell in a goldmine
You, you covered it up
And there was nothing left to know.
This, this, this is a sudden
Turn, turn, turn of events now
I, I struck up a match but
There was nothing left to show
This time you’ve gone too far
My air supply is cut off
And there’s no room for talking
Well who the fuck do you think you are now?
Scream, but screaming is not the answer
I’m, I’m feeling so stranded.
You, you, opened your hands but
There was nothing left to show
In here there is no light but
There, there, there’s many metals
I, I feel sentimental
But there was nothing left to take
I want nothing from you
You meant nothing to me
I’ve had enough of this
I can’t help but express my distaste now
I want nothing from you
You’ve taken something from me
I can’t replace this
Yet you sit at home and polish it
I’m not stopping
Until you start acknowledging
All the heartache that I’m cataloguing.
Well how can you ignore this now?
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9. |
Polite
03:36
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Television
It eats me raw
It wires shut my jaw
This butterfly
And this summer
It makes me aware
Of the sandy blonde bangs you brush away
From your eyes
Now that wasn’t very polite
And this wall
It puts me off
It makes me crawl
Straight into a headlock
And I saw you absorb
The strainings
Consume the drops
When my mouth froths
Now that wasn’t very polite
And I miss
The autumn, it all
The bottom of the beginning
Of our fall
And comfort
Is what I sense
A feeling that I receive
Through my descent
Now that wasn’t very polite
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10. |
Love Is Dead
02:40
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You want some
I have lots
This makes sense
This was sudden
I thought that love was dead
I heard that love was dead
Better not kill off the messenger’s note
Things seem fine
I think too much
When you’re gone
I feel so untouched
I heard that love was dead
I heard that love was dead
Moved like red leaves in the autumn’s cold
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11. |
Serenade
05:58
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Serenade me dumb
Serenade me numb
Ascended every rung
Feared no one would come
In the morning
When the light comes out
And darkness, it was torn in two
Then you find out
That there’s nothing left
Nothing, you could ever lose
Veered away from
Those which made me run
Neared the horizon
Drank the whole ocean
Take your time now
Retrace every step
When darkness, it comes pouring through
Make your mind up
That there’s nothing left
Nothing, you could ever do
Serenade me dumb
Serenade me numb
Ascended every rung
Feared no one would come
Take your time now
Retrace every step
When darkness, it comes pouring through
Make your mind up
That there’s nothing left
Nothing, you could ever do
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Cold stares and a nice blue jacket
you get me everytime, you get me everytime
I don’t know why I’m always the jackass
you get me everytime, you get me everytime
A frozen thought and a no-slip ratchet
you get me everytime, you get me everytime
Forget a friend, I am only an attachment
you get me everytime, you get me everytime
La di da. You get me everytime
Do I really need your ambition
to make an informed decision?
All at once you became so demanding
you get me everytime, you get me everytime
It’s gotten so I don’t know what I’m defending
you get me everytime, you get me everytime
I always found your little ways so immaculate
you get me everytime, you get me everytime
I see them tarnished, reduced to a sack of shit
you get me everytime, you get me everytime
You get none of it.
La di da. You get me everytime
You have the right idea but your execution isn’t
very effective.
And I truly believe all you really need is a little
guidance now.
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owenshire Ontario
Owenshire was born when Robert Muhlbock bought a bass guitar in 1992 and began recording dozens of bass and vocal demos
under that name.
Two albums, numerous "live demos," one too-long hiatus and (most importantly) one bass distortion pedal later, Muhlbock continues to release riff-based alt. rock, scattered with lush harmonies and dotted with cryptic and/or disillusioned lyrics.
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