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Canadian Song
03:06
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turn home from bars and weaving closets full
of stuttered turns when pedals redden roads
we’d pass through farms, the orchards are aligned
it looks too slow as we lay against the floor
the green fury becomes a monument
slips off the road and new years become new lines
we didn’t see the lights against the sky
we didn’t see we were too far up the road
it’s how canadians must feel
everything they see is real
my palms were made to match my eyes
it’s how canadians watch days
in a million different ways
and i am for the northern side
watch the signs turn into lines
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2. |
Measure 3
03:33
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will we both be happy to stand alone
i can’t see forever, where will I go
i’ll stop thinking – i will be ordinary
your laughter kills me
you can’t hurt me that won’t matter at all
we’ve stayed together despite our rows
and we’re holding back so we won’t explode
it’s in the stadiums and in the biggest rooms we want too belong
i am mistaken it’s in the biggest rooms it all goes wrong
so we know more now then we’ll ever know
and we’re holding back so we won’t explode
it’s in the stadiums and in the bigger rooms we want to belong
i am mistaken it’s in the biggest rooms it all goes wrong
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3. |
Neighbor's New Yard
01:03
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each mark in softer ground leads to another one
follow them down to the neighbor’s new yard
stealing by eyes through the windows and back again
giving off life to what’s otherwise alone
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4. |
City Plan
04:06
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the burns of our beginnings are gone in lights like these
orange white, they try to kill the night
get turned on for the streets
we could lay and give into them or pray for a small breeze
the city plan is already made up, crossed off with names of trees
that doesn’t justify your wake
the fences have been covered, a coating that is clear
i’ve walked around and thought about back yards
there’s nothing like that here
it’s underneath the sidewalks and buried in your ear
how could i have set off all these alarms and never have been near
i don’t care where you go
that doesn’t justify your wake
the plow, the water turned
we’ll finish out of place
we sought out the connection, the height of where we are
the building tops look down and make us hot, they don’t seem very far
and all across the sidewalk
try not to look too hard
the broken glass cannot control itself, it makes fun of the stars
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5. |
Promise the Bite
02:57
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hay from the barn filled our mouths up with dust
fanning the air though we wouldn’t have touched
i’m burned in all of six different ways
all for the fire and what they might say
now I’m filling in the forest and I’m covered with trees
to far beyond what seems a bit too much, when light’s been released
I’ve been dreaming – surprise, surprise…
and from waiting – the wells have all gone dry
turned down the fire when we waved in the dusk
promise the bite fills our stomachs with rust
I caught you down, way down in the field
Green hands and blind, it didn’t seem real
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6. |
Silence
02:40
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i turned out backwards
you turn with me
inside a basement bedroom
descent is seldom clean
we’ll climb into attics look down on the streets
we stayed up through the seasons
words cannot compete
and our silence is beautiful
i hope you agree
can’t think of stopping
there’s no release
the compass spinning slowly
it comes back to me
we’ll walk til we’re empty
we’ll leave our seats
the accidents are glowing
we stopped words to breathe
and our silence is beautiful
i hope you agree
you’re standing there saving your air
i turned out backwards
you turn with me
inside a bad construction
descent is coming clean
and our silence is beautiful
i hope you agree
you’re standing there saving your air
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7. |
This is Montreal
01:20
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we stayed up on new year’s
we went for confusion
the streets were all covered
water had frozen
slid on our stomachs
small fingers had broken
and you want to be sure
that you’ve slipped and you’re lying
and this is montreal
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8. |
A Part of the Woods
03:22
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i got lost in a part of the woods
far from another
cut the line between light and the good
out of color
when we breathe
we can see the stare
seems you’re not quite there
and we’ve never done anything wrong
i’ve betrayed the whole concept of ground
right there for standing
understand though i can’t see what’s sound
got branches waving
deep in the dark woods
to stand where no one’s stood
when we move
we’re slow and cold
if we’re led then we don’t have to think about what we’ve done
streams come on
and give all of themselves
i’d like to lie there
that was you in a part of the woods
now we act like strangers
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9. |
A New Part of Town
04:03
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the ghost of the ghost
barely exists
but he knows what he knows
and he wants to be sure that you see him
he was alive
when he slept with the snow
now we know that he lies
cause he says he wasn’t cold
he’s freezing
he’s been looking for some water
in a new part of town, in a new part of town
stronger fingers won’t relinquish
you don’t see him around, you don’t see him around
you don’t see him
the ghost of the ghost
goes out to shows
and he stays in the back
and he keeps his eyes closed
you can’t see him
silence breathes better than I could have
all the things we’ll never know
silence leaves
fills up with confusion
all the things we’ll always know
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10. |
Jefferson
02:36
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from these lists i put the blame
if everything from jefferson down to arch street remains
along the lines tonight’s the same
I believe I’d use my feet
what we know – i go too far
the border of the granite state
we’re a river apart
the call breaks
my hearing’s hard
i believe i’d use my feet
i believe i’d use my feet
the roles to play may not be fair
if 89 and 93 are the number of stairs
know i am and it’s not there
i believe i’d use my feet
i believe i’d use my feet
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11. |
Crickets
03:46
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the warmth has you taking off your coat
in the darkness behind the greens and gold
there’s always things you wish you hadn’t done
there’s always things you wish you hadn’t done
the winter again will help you breathe
the comfort that comes with less to see
there’s always things you wish you hadn’t done
there’s always things you wish you hadn’t done
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12. |
It Becomes Night
02:35
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cut from the window pane over my bed
out to the winter trails and where they have led
i’ve seen a few things going by and i still wonder why
it becomes night
cut from the riverbank is where you have bled
out to the logging trails and where they have led
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13. |
Copper Mine
03:49
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when it snows from above the towers
the ground stays still – it can’t get away
clothe the roofs hour after hour
with this ease ignore the obvious
heard the cold lost all its power
if we go let’s go away
If we go let’s go away
to rusted cars on blocks with no windows
to union dam where signs all say slow
to the copper mine where the blue water swallows
to the bottom if nobody follows
all year long the water stays cold
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After two decades of successfully pursuing simple truths in popular music, Matt Pond has recently begun to take on projects that stretch beyond the conventional trajectory of independent rock and roll. Other projects explore artist relationships over mediums and miles, where the aural meets the visual and beyond (-ond -ond -ond). ... more
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