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My love lies under the mattress
In a gift bag of lettres and dried daisies
He woos me
My love lies in these sheets
And he'll leave when he's good and ready
You sleep with your hands in between your pillowcase
And when you wake up your blinking eyes give you away
To all the things I'll forget
Wrap your arms tightly 'round the most painful folds
Should I burn you down by the water
While I dance in the riverbed with pointed toes
Just gently
Should I let you fly into the wind
Where another can catch new meaning
And in my scattered mind
A puzzle to put it all to rest
When I bury you pat down the dirt
Cover the stains
Of all the things I'll forget
What is lost cannot bear my truth
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Under the Covers
03:09
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Under the covers it's not quite clear
The floors were creaking
You knew too much so I went blind
And every day still paradigm
Salt and auburn
Silent snow
The numbing warm of summer's glow
Silent stoics they tuned it out
And pushed it down, down
And then one day I'm 95
At last I'll know just what I'm worth
I am stagnant
We are stale
Clawing the dark
Hammer and nail
I know I would kill if I could just wake up
On the outside looking in
Love's when he asks forgiveness
And sometimes I choose nothingness
Because it bears some semblance to freedom
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Unknown Lover
03:26
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Unknown lover
The absence of you
Isn't it better to be alone?
Is this really what you wanted?
Another sunrise wakes you cruel
It's already over
Circling, pacing the living room
Restless or reckless
You'll be the judge
Why waste time when you can't sleep in?
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Hail the Creator
03:18
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In the night as I lay sleeping
I called your wicked name
Plucked gently were my stolen words
They ring a solemn dirge
It's salty and perfuse
You crave what you must use
Acceptance gleams deep purple
Rotten grapes turned into wine
There remains an acrid flavour
It's one to taste and savour
I drink you up to sober
'Til numbness tightens knots
Hail the creator
He is a part of me
Secret kept tightly behind closed doors
And do you think of me?
Will you remember those days?
As you graft each piece together
You're breathing soft and low
You soldered all the wires
Connecting as you go
Your project is complete
She's kneeling at your feet
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What's Done is Done
04:03
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500 suitors in a queue they stand
Masks on their noses
A rose in each hand
Like sitting ducks I'll shoot them all down
One by one to the ground
So I'll put on my evening gown
And I'll act like the queen as you twirl me around
But I'd rather dance the jitterbug
A braver knight would spike the punch
Even if we'd learned to whistle
They'd be deaf to the sound
Or the approaching rumble
You daren't sing along
A courtship forged
Romance displayed
And I'm acting the part of the handmaid
Shouldn't you mind where you went astray?
Your maiden every mundane day
She rests in the palm of your hand
And holds a chalice of wine
She pours unspoken forgiveness
And drinks up what you can't undo
Don't you think that silence means forgiveness
It calls you to your cowardice again
Wait for your uncomposed cadence
You will never harm another
"Silence means forgiveness
Her silence means forgiveness"
You gave her no other choice but to sing
Oh how you ran it's what you are
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It's Not
03:53
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Wake up snow bright
It can't be what it seems
Await the weight to sink in
The truth will tell
Its name is spoke
In whispered tones
Wailing waves
Old news pioneer
You bit the hand that fed you
It's not
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Crosstrail
01:07
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The Room
04:19
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Come into my kitchen
Shadows balled up on the floor
You'll feel sick about it
You knew what I could not
You pull up a chair
Staring passed the walls
I glance at the conversation impending
And the unflinching weight of a dull stone
Rambled around the memory
High above the room
No fear or hesitation
That it was fucked up
And you say sorry
And I forgive
I forgave but I can't forget
And I took you off the hook
Let you go too soon
Words I wished I'd said
Stumbling in the room
And I still see your face
As I lay on my back and pray
I forgave but I can't forget
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Corey Gulkin (previously Corinna Rose) Montréal, Québec
guitarist, songwriter, weirdo. Tio'tia:ke aka Montreal
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