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Windsor Salt

by Sean Mugan and Alan Leblanc

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When I was young and in love Inside the lion`s head Sublime thoughts of pioneers Little to be said Perched upon the rocky shore The Bruce Trail towers high No use no more for gravity In bounds and leaps I stride When I was old and resolved Came I across that place Where the pine needles weave a bed Upon the earth that floats in space And now my heart she ticks so slow Across the shield into the pines A white birth church I kneel inside And await the end of time
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Superfly 03:45
When the caribou cross the plains at night, it’s superfly When the aurora boreal forest blazes high There’ll be talk of the crisis on the evening news You’re all gonna get it, racing up, forget that you`re falling And fly fly fly superfly When the light footed croon under the moon in the northern sky When the heavy heart loons whistle their tunes, it’s superfly There’ll be talk on the CBC, the world’s gone mad, it’s you or me When the swallows explode in spirals wide, it’s superfly When a diamond oar cuts though the shoreline There’ll be someone to film it all, and post it on the wall
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October 1970 03:15
In the Springtime of 1963 The sparks ignite we watched it on TV The Anglophones discussed it over tea The French miners cried civil liberty I pinned a baseball card to the spokes of my teens While white mailboxes blew to smitherines And the rain falls down in the spring time to wash away the cold In the summer of 1965 We pitched a tent and sleep out for the first time The stock exchange exploded in the night With claims to infiltrate every walk of life The leaves fall down in the autumn A bed for the snow In October of 1970 We watched the news to hear Pierre Trudeau 500 hundred men were taken to the hold I walked you home as it started to get cold The snow falls down in the new year a country growing up
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Talbotville 03:18
In a field off the 402 It doesn’t go around, it goes right through. There’s a fence you can sit upon In the summer with the setting sun When the tilt of the earth is right You can pull her in and hold her tight In a town on the Talbot Trail Quick stop along the CN rail There’s a girl there was a friend of mine If you see her there can you please remind her Tell her she’s kept deep within Near the place where I begin And where I intend to end pine needles play my requiem Woodpeckers on the percussion Grass-hoppers in the rhythm section Loons that croon the melody The wind winds through the tall pine trees
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Windsor Salt 02:51
Deep down in the south Where Detroit town rivers out The skyline, the collar blue The factories and the Spitfires too Weaned into a world of mullet heads and hair-sprayed girls Deep down I try to fight the xenophobes and the small time plight Summer of a thousand leagues adolescent softball evenings The air now filled with the cry Of my own son along the river side drive The wild world shrunk to a ball Kicked around in the rustle of the fall Reared up in the Glade like I’d been spit here instead of made Know inside it’s not my fault to pepper the earth in Windsor salt
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I’m not gonna lose my head Bite my nails, pull my hair, go red There’s plenty of birds in the sky Fish in the creek, bees in the hive I’ve been wondering how I’m gonna survive Drink up the great lakes smoke the prairies wide But I’m leaving you this time I’m gonna run till I go blind Legs on fire till you’re out of my mind I’m gonna get myself Rocky Mountain high Wrap the shield around my thin shoulders and fly Enlist for a fishing boat in the arctic night Pierce the ice with my will to survive Grow my hair long and tattoo my entire left side Places where I don’t usually hide But I’m leaving you this time
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I’ve been watered down and you’ve been overdosed I’ve been far too far from home and you’ve been far too close I know that our circle shares a radius though we’re diametrically opposed I know that I’m steeped in jargon And that you’re hip to the jive I like to converse about Larkin You enjoy giving high fives I know we’ll never share a Sunday morning Reading the news tribune But that we are entwined in an intangible cocoon I know that nothing lasts forever, that even time can bend And if we should ever cease to be lovers, god for sake if we should ever become friends You’ve always been good with relations, I am a buffoon I like to track the constellations, you’re happy with the moon But we can share the space without colliding like James and Molly Bloom Not for all the wind and wheat that’s in Regina Would I refuse to be your groom
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Shine a light on my socks and feet, the mud soaked through, my rubber soul’s free Ride a bike with the caribou my checklist full I’m off to build an igloo It takes a fairly stern mind to keep in line in these serpentine times Negotiate the terms of a single day and try to get away in the evenings Nine times out of ten you can fix the mess with a fresh WD40 can I once broke my heart and fixed her up with some industrial strength glue And then I drove my car from the Gaspe to the big lake they call Gitchee Gumee Negotiate the turns of a single day and try to stay awake in the evenings
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Singularity 02:33
I can only tell what I have seen There is no pretense of rehearsing The sky it breathes over esker lakes While dinosaur mosquito’s bite off our legs And legless now we twitch and squirm from computer chip to primordial worm I’ve been here before, it’s familiar These distractions are always similar I can’t tell you where I’ve been In the clear cut night, the North Star strong and bright I can only tell what I have seen But it seems too dense for re-dispersing Seems too dense, seems too dense It’s gonna end up exploding
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All songs written by Sean Mugan and Alan Leblanc (except "Not for All all the Wind and Wheat," written by Pedro Aronchi and Sean Mugan)

Alan Leblanc: acoustic guitar
Pedro Aronchi: electric, acoustic, bass and lap steel on some tracks
Diego Silva: keyboard on "Gitchee Gummee," "Superfly" and "October 1970"
Bruno Lanfranci: bass on some tracks
Sean Mugan: words and vocals, bass, guitars, percussion, mandolin, lots of other stuff

Produced by Sean Mugan

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released February 1, 2013

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