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TWO THOUSAND AND TWELVE
The wind and ghosts compel
Fire and ice both dwell
Tongues in cheeks can tell
Two Thousand and Twelve

The minds of all nations meld
Science and relics both sell
The writing on the wall can’t spell
Two Thousand and Twelve

As fragile days count down
Jowls and egos swell
My children know not how
To look into the face
of Two Thousand and Twelve



CHIN UP
To the little guy listen up
Neil Young wrote you one hundred songs
Each five minutes long
To the small fry hang tight
the nerds were right
the wheel turns in our favour tonight
To the fallen get on up
the day has come
so dust yourself off and come home
In the wee hours of the morn
we’ll all rise up and drive our Ford Fiestas
over the bones of the scorned

To the suited man on the train
briefcase bound
and bound to be a fat moustachioed man
To those not in the fold
teach us to be bold
and live without a strong particular hold
Whatever gets you through the night
it’s all right, it’s all right
and that’s a quote from on high


OH GLORIOUS AND FATEFUL DAY
Oh glorious and fateful day
We sing to you on high from far away
One nation under one faith
The dream of man since World War I was great

And we take heed of your grace
Oh land of on and on and on and on

And we salute you on this day
We who love your wind and smell and shape
Oh glorious and fateful day
We sing to you on high from far away

And we take heed of your grace
Oh land of on and on and on and on

Oh true north strong and free
Land of me and you and us and we
Single tear on her upturned face
I stand with thee and she and me and we

And we take heed of your grace
Oh land of on and on and on and on




THE LAZY SHOE GAZERS
It’s easy to see why the ladies tend to prefer you over me
With your rugged good looks and your hypersensitivity
But I’ll still pine for her if it’s all the same to you
I’ve learned a long time ago I can only be happy when I’m feeling blue

And the lakes and the rivers
and the seas all lead to one place
Like the lines and the angles
and the planes that make up her face

Slumped in the schoolyard shoe gaze ear pod
Clumped in the metro retro all-starred
Glide through the streetlights, knees bent, in flight
Ride out the red bull, buck up, chins up, sit tight

And the takes and the gives
and the pleas all blend into one sound
Like the streets and the houses
and the gutters that make up this town

Thin legged tapered hips, lips in a proud pout
Main stream fauxhawk clash with the dad rock
Ring around my nosey, pocket full of text type
Bags packed below the eyes, ready for our nightly skype

And the snakes and the ladders
and the race all end the same
Like the rules that seem to only matter
when we all agree to play the same game

Call home through cell phone, all’s well, real swell
Churn out the hogwash, eye drops, mouthwash
Pass through the turnstile, style turned, smiled words
Fast through the front door, socks on the floorboards
Hijack the laptop, profound scroll down
Late night update, quote from the laureate

“I should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling across the floors of silent seas”

I know you don’t want to hear this
but I have the strangest dreams
Impossible complexity and brutal filth
that does not scare me
Alarm clock broken, I mend what I can back together
though it’s gone by the time
I’ve dried myself off from my morning shower

But I’ll still pine for me if it’s all the same to you
I’ve learned a long time ago
I can only be happy when I’m feeling blue



SALAD DAYS
Happy days are here again
We’re in good with the magistrate
Tied up all the loose ends

And all and all things look promising
and the air seems cleaner
Pitched my tent there on the side
Where the grass is greener

Corn maze and I’m home again
Good excuse for celebrating
Salad days begin again

And all the stars rain down upon me
when I am dreaming
Dunk my head into the shine
Of all things redeeming

Old man looks into the mirror
Young man remembers all the lines
In the face so dear to him
And all the years unfold before us as the day is long
Rest my head upon the shelf preserve me in this song



AXLE TREE
Here’s a key to let you in
Wipe your feet on the rug my friend
Sit yourself in the kitchen

Pour yourself into this glass
Rise up in the social class
If it don’t cause a heart attack

Walk the stairs up to my bed
The ceiling’s low so watch your head
Forget about her and be with me instead

Leave your car and change your name
Cash your check, I’ll do the same
I’ll have you and we’ll have we to blame

Disregard the warning signs
Act as though it’s closing time
Love me like it is violent crime

Hold me close and hum to me
Underneath the axle tree
Turn and turn again we gently sing



"PRETEND CAN PRETEND TO END" (1)
"Love will break your heart
You need to make good right from the start"
Keep your hands clean and never hide
The first time you do, you take love for a ride

And the ride involves, subtle and unneeded things
Like a fantasy you and a fantasy me

Holes that eat up the stars
no more to fear
Than the holes in our heart
we can pretend that pretending won’t end
but pretend can pretend to end

Holes that eat up our hearts
Like a star that’s destined to die
It can all end or it can pretend to end
Cause pretending can end but it tends to pretend to end
Like last Friday night when I told you everything on my mind

(1) quotes by Gord Downey and Neil Young