We Are The Same (2009) Lyrics
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Morning Moon
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The Reactor's down, I guess for Labour Day
Today's the first day I ain't seen the great plume of steam from across the lake
From across the lake
Hey that's a morning moon, yeah

I'm not making strange. You said, "someone's paying"
"When something's too cheap, somebody's paying something"
You said, "someone's paying something"
Under a morning moon, yeah

Say those little things that don't make anyone feel better, yeah

It didn't take too much to upset her
Nothing that could clear a room
Just say one little thing that could make me feel better
Under this morning moon, yeah

The Sun's a lightbulb and the Moon is a mirror
There are times when you can see both the bulb and the mirror
See the Bulb in the Mirror
Well that's a Morning Moon, yeah

Say those little things that don't make anyone feel better, yeah

It doesn't take too much to upset her
It was nothing that could clear a room
Just say one little thing, trying to make you feel better
Under this morning moon, yeah

(morning moon) yeah
Trying to make you feel better
(morning moon) yeah
Nothing too far from the truth

Honey, Please
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I don't wanna look for words
I don't wanna work that hard
I want your song in my head
The way you sing it from the heart yeah

Whenever I get lost
Whenever I feel weak
Whenever or just because
You whisper it to me

Honey, maybe everything you need
Is on the other side of this feeling
Honey, please

But when I 'look for words'
For more going concerns
For the 'adventure of ideas'
'Adventure never returns' yeah

Whenever I get stuck
Whenever I can't speak
Whenever just because
You do it in your sleep

Honey, maybe everything you need
Is on the other side of this feeling
Honey, please

When all 'the poetry of the earth'
Might be all there is
It might still have some worth
Yeah, but I can't dance to it

Honey everything we need
Is on the other side of this feeling
This feeling

Honey, right here underneath our feet
Under all the stars of the County
Everything we need
Honey, please

Under all the stars of the County with you tonight
Under all the stars of the County with you by my side
Under all the stars of the County shining bright
Under all the stars of the County with you tonight

The Last Recluse
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We rode hard for the boat, hard as we could 
"No tears", you said, "understood?" 
"Understood!?" 
I said, "Awright" 
 
'A crowd will be born' 
'Only born die' 
I'm not one to watch for a sign in the night 
Or to watch 'a bomb go off in a young girl's life' 
 
Who are you, The Last Recluse? 
Who are you, The Last Canada Goose? 
Who are you, what is it with you? 
Who are you? Who are you? 
 
When the wind comes up and the surface of the water scuffs 
- Enough! Enough! - the ferry whistle cried 
Just ride, you said 
Ride and shut up 
 
I jumped on board, turned around to wave goodbye 
You were already on your bike and riding with my bike by your side 
 
Who are you, The Black Canoe? 
Who are you, The Last Of The Immune? 
Who are you? You rode out of view 
As far as I knew it was you 
 
Who broke my heart from the start 
Made me work, work so hard 
To get where I am 
To where I'd let you do it all again 
 
Who are you? Who are you? 
What do I do, without you? 
 
Who are you, The Last Recluse? 
Who are you, The Last Of The Immune? 
Are you The Last Canoe? The Last Canada Goose? 
Who are you? Who are you? 
 
(Who are you?) 

Coffee Girl
Reference Window

It's hard to leave your bed 
The cooling hot summer sheets 
Hangover hanging on by the fangs 
Walk to work on wild feet 
 
And get to the back door 
Look around and turn the key 
Turn on all the lights 
Take down the chairs and make things neat 
 
Hey there coffee girl 
Beautiful and disaffected 
It was perfect 'til 
He came along and wrecked it 
 
Your favourite mix tape 
You popped it into the deck 
Don't care it's out of date 
Old Cat Power and classic Beck 
 
Beware her veils(?) of cool 
With it come Acts of One 
Taking canons to fools 
When all you need's a BB gun 
 
Hey there coffee girl (hey there coffee girl) 
Beautiful and disaffected 
It was perfect 'til (it was perfect 'til) 
He came along and wrecked it 
 
One night he'll make you choose 
I am sorry but he will 
The heartscape or your shoes 
When the moon's behind the hill 
 
Hey there coffee girl (hey there coffee girl) 
Beautiful and disaffected 
It was perfect 'til (it was perfect 'til) 
He came along and wrecked it 
 
Hey there coffee girl (hey there coffee girl)

Now The Struggle Has A Name
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Now, the apology done 
Applause can begin 
Now, the apologies done 
Applause begins 
 
If it bleeds it leads 
If it cries it flies 
If it feeds a need 
If it dies, it dies 
 
Now the struggle has a name 
It doesn't fade, it hasn't changed 
I still feel the same 
Now the struggle has a name 
 
And Honey Watson 
I struggle on 
 
Oh, Honey Watson 
We were born with sin 
Some truth, some reconciliation 
And gone with the wind 
 
If it feeds the need 
If it dies, it dies 
 
Now the struggle has a name 
We are the same, it hasn't changed 
I still feel the same 
Now the struggle has a name 
 
Honey Watson 
I struggle on 
 
Gone, like an attraction 
Like the sun in a mirror 
Gone, like it was destined 
To simply disappear 
 
Gone, like Honey Watson 
Applause can begin 
The song is almost done 
Applause begins 
 
Now the struggle has a name 
It doesn't fade, it hasn't changed 
I still feel the same 
Now the struggle has a name 
 
Now the struggle has a name 
We are the same, it hasn't changed 
I still feel the same 
Now the struggle has a name 
 
And Honey Watson 
I struggle on

The Depression Suite
The Rock
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Under the pillow 
I bury my head and try and shut Chicago out 
As it turns out, there's a whole other world of sounds 
Of perfect fifths, low skids, and Arctic howls 
 
All saying, are you going through something? 
Are you going through something? 
 
Under the pillow, a little room to breathe 
The early morning light's a pale cranberry 
I hear the Aah-aah-aah, not now-wow-wow 
Of a siren far away and closing steadily 
 
Saying, are you going through something? 
Are you going through something? 
Cause I.. I.. 
I am too 
 
Under the pillow 
I can hear you whispering, are you going through something? 
 
Well honey, are you going through something? 
Are you going through something? 
Then I.. I.. 
I am too 
 
New Orleans World 
 
Gimme gimme gimme gimme-gimme 
Gimme an opportunity, gimme-gimme 
Put me put me put me put me-put me 
In the saddle, I'll ride you'll see 
 
There's new work in the Day Room I can't 
lounge online, don't you laugh 
I'd sell a giraffe and I'd give you half 
Just to occupy my mind 
 
I'll be driven, my eyes always moving 
I'll be riveted to the task, yeah 
No smiling, that's important 
I will make my face a mask 
 
And I'm thinking, just in passing 
What if this song does nothing 
What if this song does nothing 
 
Working in the new NewOrleansWorld 
I'm emptying slots, working like a ghost 
I move through huge rooms with no windows 
And no Gulf of Mexico 
 
Gimme gimme gimme gimme-gimme 
Gimme an opportunity, gimme-gimme 
Put me put me put me put me-put me 
In the saddle please 
 
I'll be driven, my eyes always moving 
I'll be riveted to the task, yeah 
No smiling, that's so important 
I will make my face a mask 
 
And I'm thinking, just in passing 
What if this song does nothing 
What if this song does nothing 
What if this song does nothing 
What if this song does nothing 
 
Don't You Wanna See How It Ends? 
 
Bring on the requisite strangeness 
It always has to get a little weird, little weird 
Yeah you just bring on the requisite strangeness 
Bring it on, then disappear, disappear 
 
Go to be a man of the boom 
To Florida without the ocean 
 
But, don't you wanna see how it ends? 
When the door's just starting to open? 
When Athabasca depends? 
Don't you wanna see how it ends? 
 
I can hear you 
But I can't stay here 
You left me lost in the Barrens 
You left me born on the stairs 
It's minus eleven 
Inside of my kettle 
I didn't come to get lost in the Barrens 
I didn't come to settle 
To be a man on the moon 
To get my little slice of heaven 
 
Yeah, don't you wanna see how it ends? 
When the door's just starting to open? 
And Athabasca depends? 
Don't you wanna see how it ends? 
 
Don't you wanna see how it ends? 
The door's just starting to open 
Athabasca depends 
Don't you wanna see how it ends? 
 
Yeah, don't you wanna see how it ends? 
I'm holding the door to the Barrens 
So now Athabasca depends 
Don't you wanna see how it ends?

The Exact Feeling

The exact feeling 
Is coming back around 
The tiger's wheeling 
And covering some ground 
 
I'm up to my torch, I'm up to my tits 
Maybe I got no more interest 
 
In the exact feeling 
Is all I ever tried to do 
The perimeter, the ceiling 
Just to dribble somewhere new 
 
I'd be on my hands, I'd be on my knees 
Saying, hey bartender one more of these 
 
For the exact feeling 
 
The exact feeling maybe isn't what I think 
Not the singularity 
Or a thousand million dreams 
Not a prosperity that means 
I never have to say a thing 
Maybe the exact feeling 
Is on the other side of this feeling 
 
And I remember stealing 
Lying begging loneliness 
Flying falling kneeling 
Trying to get them to notice 
 
I'm not being sad, I'm not being dear 
I only want to stay with you right here 
 
In this exact feeling 
In your exact feeling

Queen Of The Furrows
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"Win Toronto;", yelled the Queen of the Furrows 
This is how we farm, hens cluck and roosters crow 
You are my heart, staring down from the puerile 
To be apart, is that why you have to go 
 
To conversation city, everybody's talking 
You must have something to say 
Conversation city, making conversation 
Working at it night and day 
 
"Watch yourself", I say to my toasted western 
This is how I feel and it's when I learn the most 
You are my heart, you're my Queen of the Furrows 
This is how I feel, hens cluck and roosters crow 
 
In the night fields 
Everything dark yellow 
I make my way by feel 
By my neighbour's glow 
 
You are my heart, oh my Queen of the Furrows 
This is how I farm, eyes up and ears down low 
You are my heart, you're my Queen of the Furrows 
This how I feel, hens cluck and roosters crow 
 
This is how I feel 
 
But in conversation city, everybody's talking 
You must have something to say 
Conversation city, making conversation 
Working at it night and day 
 
You are my heart, oh my Queen of the Furrows 
This is how I farm, eyes up and ears down low 
You are my heart, you're my Queen of the Furrows 
This how I feel, hens cluck and roosters crow 
 
You are my heart, this is how I feel 
This is how I feel, this is how I feel 
 
It's how I feel 
This is how I feel

Speed River
Reference Window

You're visually 
Stunning, I'm almost shivering 
You'd become 
Anyone, don't hate who you have to be 
 
Speed river take me away 
Speed river take me away 
Speed river take me away 
 
Hard stuff 
Give me a dose of the hard stuff 
Okay, enough 
Okay, enough of the hard stuff 
 
Speed river take me away 
Speed river take me away 
Speed river take me away 
 
Away from this 
Away from this 
 
Awake enough 
This feels like I've been here before 
You said, don't be tough 
Let's go back. I said, let's go forward 
 
Speed river take me away 
Speed river took you away 
Speed river took her away 
 
Away from this 
Away this minute 
 
This house 
Sounds just like a bomb hit it 
It's an old sound 
That says, if you asked me to I'd relive it 
 
Speed river take me away 
Speed river take me away 
Speed river take me away 
 
Away from this 
Away this minute 
 
Away for one moment, away from this feeling 
From feeling this 
 
Away 
 
Away from this moment, away from this feeling 
From feeling this 
 
Away from this

Frozen In My Tracks

Sometimes when I'm walking 
I dream I'm being taken for granted 
It's then that I clearly imagine 
The Day That You Take Me For Granted 
 
You said, one day you're gonna realize 
You really have no sense of yourself 
And with no way to take it back 
You'll get frozen in your tracks 
Frozen in your tracks 
 
Sometimes when we're talking 
I feel like you're not even listening 
It's then that I clearly remember 
Rarely ever seeing you listening 
 
You said, when you gonna realize 
You really have no sense of yourself 
There's no way to take it back 
You've been frozen in your tracks 
 
Simpler than the rest, you don't do stupid games 
You're not more complex, you don't lay 'violent blame' 
 
Tonight I was walking (tonight I was walking
Feeling alone on this planet (feeling alone on this planet
When all at once something stopped me (when all at once something stopped me
(I realized I'd taken you for granted) I realized I'd taken you for granted 
 
And tonight I realized 
I really have no sense of myself 
No way to take it back 
I am frozen in my tracks 
I'm frozen in my tracks 
Frozen in my tracks

Love Is A First
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I’ve been interpreted and shrunk 
I’ve been as touchless as a drunk 
This is as bad as or worse, as bad as or worse 
This is as bad as or worse, as bad as or worse 
 
Love is a curse (that he who would own it deserves) 
Love is a curse (get what you give not deserve) 
 
I know, I know this is all just first blurts; that he who would try to own it deserves it 
And I know it’s got nothing to do with 'deserves it' 
It's just that you don’t just blurt "love is a curse" 
 
(Love is a curse, love is a curse) 
(You don’t just blurt "love is a curse") 
 
Though I’ve been too weak to escape 
And I don’t have the strength to pluck a grape 
Though it’s as bad as or worse, as bad as or worse 
Though it’s as bad as or worse, as bad as or worse 
 
Love is a first (I've felt the dull fangs of the truth) 
Love is a first (I've heard the music they torture to) 
Love is a first (I saw Old Power enforced) 
Love is a first (I was more the Devil of Darkness' horse) 
 
(I drank the poison from the source and smoked that murder, fell on the floor) 
(and watched the near-death of your TV, and dreamed its darkly nurtured dreams) 
(and drained my ocean of its worth like God’s representatives on the earth) 
(learned how to hurt and how not to hurt, and the thing you taught me, what I learned?) 
(love is a first) 
 
Though it’s as bad as or worse, as bad as or worse 
As bad as or worse, as bad as or worse 
 
Love is a curse (that he who would own it deserves) 
Love is a first (though it occurs and occurs) 
Love is a curse (you get what you give not deserve) 
Love is a first (love just occurs and occurs) 
 
(I drank the poison from the source and smoked that murder, fell on the floor) 
(and watched the near-death of your TV, and dreamed its darkly nurtured dreams) 
(and drained my ocean of its worth like God’s representatives on the earth) 
(learned how to hurt and how not to hurt, and the thing you taught me, what I learned?) 
(love is a first)

Country Day
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A day in the unknown 
A gentle breeze gently blown 
Country day 
 
Country day 
Another day in the unknown 
I can feel it in my bones 
Country day 
 
Where mister misses smoke (?) 
And things are finally clicking 
Still having trouble with the things that are meaningful 
But yeah, really clicking 
 
Our dreams are where we're at 
Where we can see and touch 
With work we understand 
But we don't want for much 
 
Country day 
A day in the unknown 
A gentle breeze gently blown 
Country day 
 
Country day 
Another day in the unknown 
I can feel it in my bones 
Country day 
 
You infiltrate my life 
You resonate with meaning 
I wrote "I Love You" on a rock one night 
Threw it, never dreaming 
 
Now our dreams are where we're at 
What we can feel and touch 
It's work we understand 
But we don't want for much 
 
Country day 
A day in the unknown 
A gentle breeze gently blows 
Country day 
 
Country day 
Another day in the unknown 
I can feel it deep in my bones 
Country day 
 
And that rock it missed your head 
Though it didn't miss by much 
I remember what you said 
No I mean it, I am touched 
And somehow, it is enough 
 
So God keep our land 
Cause we certainly can't 
Until the darkness ends 
Until the sun dries again 
 
Our dreams are where we're at 
What we can smell and touch 
Work we understand 
We don't want too much 
 
Country day 
A day in the unknown 
Where they'd been, where we're going 
Country day 
 
Country day 
Another day in the unknown 
Gently drawn to a close 
Country day...





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