1. |
Room for You
04:44
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See you reaching down
Can't stop you
Hear you dreaming up
Can't help you
See your pillar crumble
The same one I'd always placed you
Raise your hands
I wanna tell you
Courage is a choice
I wanna show you
Don't walk into Hell,
I'd light for you
Candles, if I have to
Whatever it takes not to let you out of sight
Take your mask off
I've got you
Just your monster
I'm used to
See you peeking through
Let your own strength lift you
Use your voice
I wanna scream to you,
"Virtue is a name,"
I would'nt lie to you
Here comes St Michael,
I'd fight for you
With archangels, if I have to
Even this sword doesn't reach down to your soul
Whatever it takes to get underneath and down below
I'm saving a spot for you, just so you know
I'm saving a spot for you, just so you know
There's room left,
On the couch, still, for you
In the bed, still, for you
There's always room
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2. |
Love Oblivion
02:29
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Stealer!
How jealous the hardened
Now you're my desktop screen
Walk poetry in pocket
Secret admirers,
They're watching you love oblivion
Sleep through adolescent romance
Now you're my dream-speaker
Hands outstretched, any takers?
On doorsteps at night,
They're watching you love oblivion
On a train to urban nowhere
Now you're my panda heir
Break rules, cross hemispheres
Just to get there,
They're watching you love oblivion
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3. |
Kites
05:05
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It had occurred to me that some might never see the feeling that homesickness brings. We're all in this together, at least, that's what the captain used to sing. Everywhere I go as a kid in Madrid, kicking stones down the street, imaging the day we meet for coffee in Huesca. I just can't go back to selling shoelaces on East Hastings Street. I'd swear its been decades but its only been months. I heard the gunshot and I hated it it. I saw the pub brawl and I looked away. I felt a woman scream next door and shivered and thought, "it's no wonder people drop bombs on each other. No, it's not."
Empty and peeling and starting again
Building on feelings buried for months on end
I can't believe the future isn't what they said
I can't believe the future isn't what you said
One day we'll fly kites, but not for war
You can let my line out, I've no more slack
We can catch him
He's coming back
Where are you going? Why are you leaving?
The thought of you not being in city limits is unnerving
Insomnia's a race to fall asleep last
You can't beat me, come on, do your worst
One day we'll fly kites, but not for war
You can let my line out, I've no more slack
We can catch him
He's coming back
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4. |
Shipwrecker
05:02
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Shipwrecker, shipwrecker, run her aground and forget her
The end is coming, and you still inch closer and closer
Cannot escape your destructive nature,
Shipwrecker, shipwrecker, run her aground and forget her
It's the foreboding day you've always feared
And The Scream you'll scream is worth
Shipwrecker, shipwrecker, bail hearts out and tear asunder
A wind blows us apart and the blow strikes you down like thunder
Try as you might, you'll never be more than a weekend lover
Shipwrecker, shipwrecker, bail heaerts out and tear asunder
It's the foreboding day you've always feared
And The Scream you'll scream is worth $120 million, my dear
You swore, you swore, you
swore
You swore, you swore, you
swore
You'd never let it happen again
You swore you'd never let it happen again
But this death knell we're in spells disaster, once again
You swore, you swore, you
swore
You swore, you swore, you
swore
You'd never let it happen again
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Hearing Trees Winnipeg, Manitoba
Hearing Trees takes you on a poetic narrative journey riding a tightrope between uncertainty and love, anchored by Graham Hnatiuk’s warm baritone. Powerful chords and delicate guitar melodies float over highway-driving rhythms, carrying with it an anxious conviction of hopefulness. ... more
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