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Bad Idea
02:39
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hips like a revolving door, learn your lesson, ask for more
saving all my time for sand, tell me does your offer still stand?
feels so good to let it in, then I breathe you in again
pretend to be my woman, baby, I'll pretend to be your man
foaming at the mouth
we'll do anything but spit it out:
this is a bad idea
the horse is dead, you won't leave it lie
and keep whipping 'til you're satisfied
when he asks you where you've been
you know what's coming and still you lean in
spilling from your mouth
we'll do anything but spit it out:
this is a bad idea
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2. |
York
03:51
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She never knew what she wanted
She never knew
Holds herself and empty-handed,
Checks her door again
She gives directions
You follow her around
Objectified and pushed aside,
You don’t know her pain
You can’t feel her pain
She comes in pieces
Can you look her in the eye?
She comes in pieces
Strung out and left to dry
You can’t be sure she won’t fight back
Give her word then take it back
She’s going into overdrive,
she’s breaking down again
And you’ll pretend that you’re a friend
She comes in pieces
Can you look her in the eye?
She comes in pieces
Strung out and left to dry
Be the better person, be unkind
Skip the good part then rewind
Strong enough to walk alone,
boundaries of cement of stone
A cold shoulder for when she cries
She comes in pieces
Can you look her in the eye?
She comes in pieces
Strung out and left to dry
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3. |
Fleurs fanées
03:29
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On toc à ta fenêtre
Ta boîte à lettres toujours vide
Le vent n’a plus ton code postal
Et c’est normal
Les graines qu’on sème fleurissent ailleurs
Les non-dits partant en vapeur
Pourquoi gardes-tu tes oeillères,
As-tu peur?
On t'avait déjà dit ?
Les oiseaux sont expulsés de leur maison
Mais tes fleurs fanées sont enterrées ensemble
Quelle triste floraison
Les graines qu’on sème fleurissent ailleurs
Les non-dits partant en vapeur
Pourquoi gardes-tu tes oeillères,
As-tu peur?
Tu te sens abandonné ?
Mettre en miettes ton cœur déjà brisé ?
On veut croire que ce n’est pas de ta faute
Mais peut-être ça l’est
Les graines qu’on sème fleurissent ailleurs
Les non-dits partant en vapeur
Pourquoi gardes-tu tes oeillères,
As-tu peur?
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4. |
Disappointed
02:49
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Smoke pours through my door
Embers fall from the sky
Snow from above and fire below,
The wind sighs, disappointed
A man jumps from his window
And he makes not a sound
Prays he can die somewhere other than this
And we watch, terrified
Knee-deep running from home
What are we, O Mother, to do ?
How can we help, when nobody wants it to be true ?
Smoke pours through my door
Embers fall from the sky
Snow from above and fire below,
The wind sighs, disappointed
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5. |
Hurricane Season
04:55
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Another month of this!
I guess you might as well
You break it up, tear it down,
but call it something else
You need a moment, take a moment to calm down
Stick your neck out, it’s raining on the canopy
It’s tappin’ on your shoulder, soaking through your suit
It’s kind of pleasant, actually
I can’t hear you on the wind, but swear to God I’m listening
I try to tell you softly, softly
And you take it hard
You take it so hard
What is it you want anyway?
As you come bursting through my door
Shattering my tenderglass, in pieces on the floor
All my mosaic anatomy
I can’t hear you on the wind, but swear to God I’m listening
I try to tell you softly, softly
And you take it hard
Why'd you take it so hard?
YOU TAKE IT SO HARD
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6. |
Azure
04:22
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Elle décide de plonger dans la mer de l’inconnu
Elle berce la terre et l’océan en harmonie
Harmonie
Tu la crois quand elle te serre la main
Son coeur ouragan embrace le tien
Comme enlacé.e dans sa tempête
Paradis
Submergé.e par ses yeux d’azure
Elle te promet qu’il n’y a personne qui peut la faire rêver comme toi
Promis
Je me laisse flotter et bercer
Nos cheveux s’entremêlant
Mis.e à nu
Emporte-moi,
Je te suis
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Liz Fagan Band St. John'S, Newfoundland and Labrador
liz fagan (vox, guitar)
chad feehan (bass)
james benoit (drums)
kendall pittman (synth)
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