Gifts Lyrics

staring at the window as the sunlight demands action.

All the energy it takes to close these bedroom blinds.

Wrote this selfish sadness on a bathroom wall,

spent half the span of some lost culture's rise and fall,

but I'm as clueless as a drooling four year old.

Still hoping I might find the capacity to let you know I know you're lonely.

So here's the last call for regrets,

a final slow dance through the days that we all hold on to.

Here's the promises I've made, tied too tight to undo.

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All the slightly insane on the 18 North Main,

reaching for a small-town downtown, night rain,

nothing I could say could be worth saying anyway today.

Like "Hey, whatever happened to what's that guys' name?",

we get a little older and it looks the same: askance.

Excuse my failing sense of humour.

Here's the promises I've made; a razor blade and this broken piece of chain.

A history left to rust out in the rain.

Propagandhi Gifts