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Weather Vane Woman
Stay Home
The Seven Books Of Harry Potter
You Make Me
The Distance
The City Song
Sea of Love (cover)
Third Time (available on request)
Maybe Not My Name (available on request)
Colour My Numbers (available on request)
The Dead End of Loving My Lust (available on request)
Stop and Smell the Roses (available on request)








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i thought i'd tell you you're beautiful. i thought it's time i should let you know
although i meant it, you'd read too far into what i said
you fit my arms perfectly and you're one step beside me in everything. at this pace, we'll step into forever
inside, i'm screaming. not ready for this ain't right

why is it an effort to want to call you? why are you so hard for me to miss?
why do i avoid saying that you're my girl? why is my heart still unconvinced?
you saw me first a long time ago. i saw you later and we based it all on this
we saw the error, we stayed together, we played the weather, let it rain upon our kiss

you make me want to hold you closer. you make me want to play with fire
you make me want another moment alone with you. you make me empty when we do
but there were times i felt us being true and i was glad to be seeing you
but rendezvous brought nothing new. thought i, denial; said you, confused
just promise me as i promise you not to run into someone again

i'm glad to finally have let you go..
you make me want my arms around you. you make me so confused. i have to write about you
this started as a love song, but it didn't start with you

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now that's the third time i heard your name. dear god, i didn't clear my mind to be already set on you. i mean, from what i know, you're not my type, but when i close my eyes, you always come in sight. so fine, i called, you said, "come by." i went to find the common ground we shared. we really hit it off that day. i wished your kiss had left a mark for me to never wash away.
now i feel drawn to where you go, but i cover it with friends and perhaps i'll have a good time. yet all i seem to do is keep watching you with that blond-haired and blue. i leave way before you do. oh, i leave before i find out he's coming home with you.
i still remember when you broke the chain. how can i forget the sound? with my head down, it hit me.
you pass me by without a look when days before we were dancing. have i been too much? was i so obvious? 'cause she found out when i wasn't trying. so i confront and i confess and apologize for liking her if that's what caused this mess. you say you never knew. oh, you smile for you never knew.
and i feel stupid, but for an instant, 'cause she seems to be telling me that nothing's changed. so, the hand you let drop from mine, and the eyes that now stray from mine, and the way that you seem to mind me standing by your side was all a projected lie?
you say hello, i wave goodbye. and i smile with an empty mind 'cause it hit me and i've moved on from the rebound

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above my work i see her chewing on her pencil in thought
i love her in that sweater. i tell her every time she has it on
although her eyes are on her paper, she's still smiling at the statement
I take a sip to taste the warmth and lean back just to take a listen
to the shuffling of the leaves and the whisper of the breeze - i never 'spected a kiss on the cheek
by the time i look around, she's already looking down.. but the giggle gives her away

she likes to nap on the weekend with a book on top her head
i like to sing to myself while i'm busy in front the dishes
i usually wake her when i'm done but this time she's the one with her arms around me..
"And a good morning to you, too."

it's all routine that keeps me from wanting to leave you
it's all routine that's so easy for a little change to feel so good
we still have some nights that last and some mornings that just don't start
i roll over to look in her eyes but she still hasn't woken up - or so she's pretending
by the magic of her name, her eyes, closed, flutter and open.. "peek-a-boo!"

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you and i end the night on a cup of joe's.
on the table: two cups, yours not full
you downed it before leaving. squeezed the feelings before they froze
they will. as much as you tell me no, i've played that game and they all end up the same
you'll forget in time. maybe not my name, but its meaning will die
but for now, the roof of your mouth is on fire and all that you can taste is bitterness.

i'm the glow around the streetlight through the misty rain
i'm the street sign you're searching for but you're not close enough to read my name
i'm the words on the tip of your tongue. the quote you don't know where i'm from
i am the last song. the last song you'll never learn
so you'll have to hum until the order goes wrong and some other song takes its place
but for now, the back of your throat is so sore and on everybody's face you see is me.

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that Harry Potter Series has potential..
it's got a book, got movies, got a card game, a song,
got a bad actor money just because he's got glasses and brown hair

7 BOOKS in the HPS. they claim they're there, but I know it's not the truth.
6 BOOKS in the HPS. JK hasn't written the seventh yet.
5 BOOKS in the HPS. I haven't read the sixth one yet.
    but I've read the fifth one. its got Harry whining and someone Serious dying.
    they say it needs a second read, but I burnt the only copy that I got..
4 BOOKS in the HPS, they say they're good, but I'm sure we could improve.
3 BOOKS in the HPS. the fourth so long, it's a series on its own.
2 BOOKS to the HPS. the third so good, it can stand alone.
    but I can't say the same about the second one
    I can't remember, but my brother read it said he'd never read another
    never gonna even bother looking at the third one
    so, I'm only doing a favor telling her to take it out,
    take it out, take it out! maybe burn it..
1 BOOK  in the HPS, but obviously that cannot be..
NOBOOKS in the Potter series.. because one book don't make a series
NOBOOKS in the Harry Potter, NOBOOKS in the Harry Potter Series has no books: only potential.

I'm gonna write the Harry Potter Series for myself

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i must look stupid with my face against the window
but the glitter of the city lights is like the glimmer of the busy life
where the neon signs compete with graffiti; the streetcar's a billboard, the billboard's a TV
sooner or later the traffic lights be more than a signal

there's a café every corner.. for the world works on caffeine
and rests on cigarettes while they scare our kids from weed
and I pinch my pennies here and there just to blow a buck on alcohol
at the bars that keep me awake 'til half past three

it's everything i asked for. it's everything i didn't ask for. in the city

where the stars you meet on the street outnumber the ones in the sky
and the trees in cement boxes hang their heads in shame

i can't sleep at night...
i can't turn off the white noise, so turn up the music, like everybody else
my ears are ringing...
i can't hear myself think so i'll scream whatever's on my mind!

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i believe in something beautiful but she don’t feel it’s safe to put her faith inside a dream
i believe she’s got a point but i'd rather be proven wrong than wonder who was right

at the corner of queen st. and spadina, an angel's busing tables on her own time
she sings me songs with my name, i tell her stories of a day where all we’d need is our voices
she says if she had the kind of drive a thousand others do,
she would be the first in line for disappointment.
but if she found that open door to go through.
"well, that’s one less for the more deserving few."

  oh, i’m throwing planes up on your rooftop, thinking
  oh, i’m screaming names out by the highway, singing
  oh, i’m watching waves wash away these castles that were never meant to stay

i believe in something beautiful but she don’t feel the same, and i know what she means
and i admit i’m afraid of all the poetry nobody cares to read.
but so is every book here upon this shelf covered in dust..

that's when her eyes fell. that's when her wings spread
that's when the roof came down, we flew out in the distance

  oh, i’m throwing planes up on your rooftop, thinking
  oh, i’m screaming names out by the highway, singing
  oh, i'm watching castles raising

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you're a weather-vane woman blowing in the wind
we'll be spinning in this town waiting for the world to end

i could trust your rules, i can call it a night
get a plan, get a job, get a place, have a kid, with a wife
give 'em all that i can 'til he's grown up to ask
"i've been given this world, what do i give it back?"

if you must have rules, then i'll ask you to die
'cause a trusting fool needs no reasons why
but if you make it past that, maybe then we'll talk
this beard is growing old and my body's getting soft

  'cause i can't spend my whole life searching
  when i'm a building man who don't find solutions.
  i make 'em as planned

i'll heed your rules if you keep this in mind
put yourself in my shoes and baby you'll find
that a man like me has got these soles left
let me run 'em right off until i feel my skin

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this is a cover of two covers of the song
the first is of tom waits
the second is of cat power

no idea if i'm allowed to post the lyrics
so i tried my best to enunciate

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s'always the days you're on track you take a glimpse from the road
step into that cushion grass where the dandelions grow
race the wind to greet the trees on top the nearest hillside
wishing you brought a book to let your senses do the thinking

    the sun goes down and the colours fade
    you turn around... you can't find your way
    (sometimes there's none to stop...
    some roses have to pass you by)

cruising, driving, speeding through the days
crashing into deadlines, coming down in waves
if time can fly then why can't i do the same?
catch my breath before the next to fall behind again

morning came to greet me but i saw it coming from a mile away
finally made it back to my designated track
well, i can surely use a break

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in a frame, it is you who is still
as I leave with the ground from your feet
pull me up with your paint and your spirit!
so sure with a kiss i could hold on

i was told by the dream of a friend,
"you're as good as the art that you keep"
it makes sense as I lay on the edge of your bed
all your heroes shine your walls while you sleep

    tell me about your taste! tell me your favourite season!
    anything to beget your point of view
    show me the way you move! only to make you see that
    i'm in tune. (come and play with me)

i would write down the lines and the numbers
you would fill all the blanks with your colour-loving schemes
yeah, you taught, and I found the palette inside of me
are your own lines coming out more clearly?

in a frame, it is you who is still
as i leave with the ground from your feet
in a frame, is the ground that is still at your feet
where we were grooming each other from mystery

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Her fumes are intoxicating
Were not every breath in the universe bating
I'd swallow her whole, explode her drum
I'd drizzle her soul down the back of my tongue
It's so hard to resist the woman once won

The embers are badly behaving
Boiling my juices away, away, away...
   And it's too late to save me
   As my heart steams out the room
   But it beats, still beats, still
   Beats me down to you.

Her body is under her clothing
And my arms can and will melt them away...
I should have known that the stone had set in
I reach out and scream from my skin
Dead! To the touch. She's bored to the sin

My dried up desert oasis
Your ashes and vapours are miserably tasteless

She laughs with abandon, I gaze in disgust
She leads on a tangent and I dare to trust
I cry from the dead end of loving my lust

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Oh, please don't be the one. That ship has sailed. That song has been sung. Our garden, nothing new will grow. What to keep that'll keep beyond her? What should stay to explain when memory fades? Oh, please don't be the one. Butterflies; and clocks of ones. These tailored stories, they don't fit anyone worth trying. All of my stock, nobody's buying. Had a clearance sale, and felt dirty selling 'em short. Had the store burned down, and started again from the ground up. So, please don't be the one. That land is lost. That web has come undone. Oh, please don't be the one. Scars have formed from my own sword. Oh, please don't be the one. Her appetite lost, my binging begun.
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