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That Would Be You
03:27
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You will always be
A true fighter for the sea
You help us understand
What we need to help the land
The coolest person ever
To sit on a St-Viateur terrace
That would be you, always you
The groovy shades
The clothes you made
The smile that feels like Saturday
It killed me every time
It killed me every time
You pronounced b-u-t-t-o-n-s
I miss it
One time we got to be
Music Circle King and Queen
We sang Daniel Lanois’ Stormy Sky
I hold that memory tight
I hold that memory high
Who’s that on the bike
A damn cool rock star
Korg in the basket
You’re a star of Mile End
Fighter for the planet
You’re its excellent friend
It’s a certainty
You will always be
The coolest person on St-Viateur
That would be you
Always you
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3. |
Enough For An EP
03:51
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You and the others were trying to agree
Should you add a fourth one to the other three
Your words were to the room but you looked at me
You voted a cheery “That’s enough for an EP”
Snooty chips and Dragon bowls and cranberries
Overdubs and rusty strings and harmonies
Even when your diva singer took too long
Y’all put love and magic in your every song
Autumn fell and it sounded great
Winter came and you took the stage
We couldn’t really see your face
But you absolutely rocked the place
You showed us how to rock a place
Six songs in a suitcase
They’re packed away
I let every sweet memory drift away
I keep only one echo
It reminds me
It’s possible yes
For there to be
Great happiness
From across the room
You voted a cheery
“That’s enough for an EP”
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Fueled
01:52
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Sing Nebraska
02:20
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Without you
There is no music
Sing Nebraska
Sing Nebraska
Oh how it would be
To hear your voice again
Oh how it would be
Sing Nebraska
Sing Nebraska
Oh how it would be
To play for you again
Oh how it would be
To hear you sing again
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6. |
Things To Say Paper
03:51
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Since it’s laundry day
It can be thrown away
Folds have begun to fray
Ink was black now mostly grey
I’m sure to print real small
Leave space for Spring and Fall
I can wait years and years
For that surprising call
The word hyperbole
I had never said the word
And now I do
To tell you it isn’t
I’m sure
Fifty-two Friday nights
Became a hundred four
Soon to be one-fifty-six
And probably more
One Tuesday in all of that
I was the luckiest person
On sherpa duty with you
One fresh starry Tuesday night
No one compares to you
Blinks in slow-mo like you
Smells like vape like you
Shines in the sun
On a winter day like you
I made you giggle
It meant everything to me
It means everything to me
I’m dappled and drowsy and
Want to go see the bridge
Paul Simon talked about
Now the clothesline’s done
Back it goes into my pocket
The one behind my bum
I can read it
I can talk it
I won’t know which day
But I’ll have things to say
I’ll never know which day
But I’ll have things to say
I won’t know which day
Might very well be years away
I’ll never know which day
But I’ll have things to say
The day I learned
You don’t like blueberries
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7. |
Set of Muscles
04:43
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Tsingtao in her hand
Tsingtao in mine
There’s a set of muscles
Needed to make a regular smile
Voluntary facial movements
Originate in the brain’s cortical motor strip
And arrive at the face
Via the pyramidal motor system 1
That’s that set of muscles
Involuntary facial movements
Like those involved in an emotional expression
Arise from subcortical nuclei
And arrive at the face
Via the extrapyramidal motor system 1
That’s not the set of muscles
That is why
There’s a look
All it’s own
To an involuntary
Burst of joy
Millions of photos of a smiling Paul
But check out Dodger Stadium Twenty Nineteen
When he turns to look at Ringo
You see what I mean?
I couldn’t act my way of a paper bag
A grease-soaked bag with a hole on the bottom
But I use the set of muscles like a pro
You’d never know
When I’m old and feeble
Flirting with the palliative nurses
I’ll still of think of her at the other end
Of the long table of pupusas
Chipping black nail polish
Looking kind of shy
It stayed with me
As the weeks went by
I got cool new shirts and cool new shades
A bunch of cool new things to say
But I don’t
I don’t feel cool
I failed a beautiful soul
We watched Clint drive across the border
Then at Kam Shing the waiter took our order
We sat together at Jewish Christmas
We sat together the whole time
As we waited for our photo to be taken
I realized the pyramidal motor system
Was not in play
My smile didn’t need the set of muscles
It was only a small smile
You wouldn’t call it a burst
But I knew inside me
There was great joy
Peace and joy
Tsingtao in her hand
Tsingtao in mine
1. Ekman, Paul – The importance of the
Duchenne smile, paulekman.com
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8. |
Kimono
03:57
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Beautiful
In the window display
I want to buy it now
Give it to you
I would so love to give one to you
I’d like to ask you
If you wore one
When you lived there
I picture your beauty
Even more serene
Wish we could hop a plane
Middle seat across the sea
I’d love to see the places
Of your history
You say
You’ve been jogging these days
I’ve never seen you in sneakers
I picture your beauty - little white Reeboks
Wish I could meet you in your little white Reeboks
Grab our passports, buy some pretzels and run to YUL
I could go about my day
Thinking of it - making its way
Canada Post bringing my love
Two miles away
My freedom is there
If I walk away
From the window display
My freedom is there
If I could walk away
From this window display
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Regrets
I have several hundred
Several hundred
But one stands alone
Way above them all
“There had to be a reason for your ambivalence”
Said the therapist I see
“Yes
I’m a moron”
Said me
Fujinomiya Station I was sent to stand
To state my shame as loud as I can
Everyday I make it less dumb
Everyday I try it on the sun
Everyday I make it more pretty
Everyday I shout it to my city
Online dating site
Never feels right
There’s no category
“On the rebound for the rest of my life”
I know I can’t force a bruise to go away
I have to wait it out and not complain
Well this will eat up half a decade of my life
And then there’s all the weight to be gained
I’d rather be stung by a bee
Then have this ache inside of me
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10. |
En Transit Forever
04:36
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A happy trigger
That was once
And is no longer
A torture trigger
Is an extra-happy trigger
It gets close enough to see
The sign above the driver
They’re letters not numbers
Sometimes two in a row
It’s funny and it’s not funny
That’s why we thought it was funny
I ran away
Lost my chance
To make something
I took my place
At the bottom of the sea
A second arrow stuck in me
So many piranhas
So much seaweed
All of it was me
I didn’t look for the surface
But great souls lifted me
Helped me believe
I could make it to the surface
I learned to step out of the way
Of the second arrow
To stop releasing the second arrow
To stop drawing the second arrow
When I reached the air
I was free of it all
Even sadness was 50 feet away
Floating in the foam
I can pull it back
If anyone needs a poem
When I reached the air
Everything was gone
The pain was gone
And the love was still there
When I reached the air
The love was still there
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Hashimoto Montreal, Québec
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