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Behind The Crow
04:13
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All your literal words don’t mean a thing
No, you don’t get it
Take some time and think of what you mean for real
Instead of fingers firing
Now it seems everyone’s got time be a poet
It doesn’t even matter who wrote it
Still shit outta luck
And I don’t dare believe in much
I know that we’re still shit outta luck
And I don’t care
Keeping quiet in the loudest cities I love
I’m closed for maintenance
A war of words crashes through my brain
And I am both defendant and the plaintiff
Wasting time with blurs of colours
Saying the wrong thing so confidently
Comparing myself to others
Wasting it all
Just waiting for the curtain call
Still shit outta luck
And I don’t dare believe in much
I know that we’re still shit outta luck
We’re pulled apart
Sensitive to the touch
And I don’t care
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2. |
On Precious Ground
03:27
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Keep still while you rest your bones
While you are sleeping sound
Your kiss, never far away
Turns my world upside down
White lights shining in the sky
Brighten every corner in town
I like the strength you carry with you
Peaceful, beautiful, renowned
Hurry your feet and come with me
The waves are rolling all around
The way you move your body is picturesque
So profound
You’ve seen the corners all before
But no one knows how it goes down
I’ve heard the sound of your heart singing loud
Keep dancing now
On precious ground
Time slows and you might only know
There’s a whisper in the sound
Of all the smiles on the faces of the folks you keep around
The language that your heart is speaking to me oh so loud
Here’s the only translation I have found
Keep dancing now
On precious ground
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3. |
The Ink
03:47
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We can talk about it
With the words that we once knew
We got double knotted
Tongue tied by the colour of the bruise
Strip the paint now from it
Expose the nerve with something new
When the smoke starts coming
We’ll see just how fast you can move
I lost my footing in the fire
All the ink has dried on the pages
That I wrote when I was a teenager
And through unfocused eyes
I can see that time is its heaviest from behind
Tired of dancing around it
But my shoes are still tied tight
Keep trying to unlock it
Even if your key broke off inside
The flames may not be worth it
I’m giving up on the new excuse
Not saying I’m above it
Just watching it all from the roof
I lost my footing in the fire
I left something to be desired
I lost my footing in the fire
All the ink has dried on the pages
That I wrote when I was a teenager
And through unfocused eyes
I can see that time is where its heaviest
All the ink has dried on the pages
That I wrote when I was a teenager
And through unfocused eyes
I can see that time is its heaviest from behind
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4. |
Roam
03:31
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Digging in heels beneath
A spirit that’s wildly free
There’s ground that don’t move an inch
That we could be covering
I know you think I might not be
The place for you
But I can be warmth from the cold
I’ll be with you wherever we roam
So dig your heels into me
And be right where we both need
Discover how things could be
Without moving ground beneath those feet
I know you think I might not be
The place for you
But I can be warmth from the cold
I’ll be with you wherever we roam
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I’m tangled up in the telephone
But there’s no wires anymore
Personifying a dial tone
This conversation’s become a chore
Maybe it’s because I talk too much
Don’t need to listen anyway
I guess from now on then I’ll be stuck
Talking to myself all day
And you don’t wanna listen to me
Not anymore
Oh you don’t wanna listen to me
Not anymore
You like me when my mouth is shut
No reason for us to catch up
But you forgot, I don’t give a fuck
So I’ll just keep on flapping my gums
I’m so exhausted, can hardly speak
But I can’t let you think that you’ve won
This instance isn’t persistence, see
It’s just the stubbornness of the young
And you don’t wanna listen to me
Not anymore
Oh you don’t wanna listen to me
Not anymore
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6. |
Noticing You
04:16
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I noticed you from afar
I wondered how I could get close to you
I noticed you from afar
Tell me, what’s a hungry heart to do?
I wish I was there to show you
What you mean to me today
I guess I’m still noticing you
From a distance far away
I noticed you from afar
Before I know the puck had dropped
And you were tripping too
So fucked
My brain was buzzing out orange and blue
I wish I was there to show you
What you mean to me today
I guess I’m still noticing you
From a million miles away
I wish I was there to show you
What you mean to me today
I guess I’m still noticing you
From a distance far away
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7. |
Let This Go
05:05
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These sheets are so damn comforting
Every morning, I swear I’ll never leave them
Only morning is really the afternoon
I woke up to my brain pounding through
My skull and down to my shoes
I need to let you know
That I need to let this go
These streets are so damn troubling
Every moment seems to be stumbling
Hold it open when you feel the door swing
Right at you like it’s a heavyweight champion
Come off the ropes and at your opponent
I need to let you know
That I need to let this go
Fumble and feel the groove
Reset and read the room
Shed your skin, shake on through
Find the right voice to say that
I need to let you know
That I need to let this go
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8. |
Comandeer
02:53
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Come in here under my skin
It's hot and cold
Just like we've been
You've commandeered my heart
You win
Are you prepared for the thick and thin?
I'm staying for the feeling you give
Hold your breath
I'll be here when you're coming to
We’ll meet again
And all the things I did back then
I’m sorry darling, and that’s the truth
I'm staying for the feeling you give
No I can't, no I won't
Disappear and leave you alone
Because I'm here and I want
To just wait up for the sun all night long
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9. |
Follow Me
04:18
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Why would we wait for something
When the earth just keeps moving
So dangerous to sit still, you see
Oh darling, life's for living
So on your feet, we're leaving
To see it all
Follow me
Metti la tua mano
Nella mia tesoro
We'll set ourselves free
Follow me to the coast
And come bury your toes
And feel it all
Follow me
Open your heart to me
It's what I wish to keep
So come follow
Follow me
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I can’t even count the ways that you have saved me darling
Or how many times you’ve brought a smile to my face
The number’s climbing
Five thousand four hundred seventy five days
And counting
And every one of them means something to me
So for you I’ll sing this song that I’ve been writing
For fifteen years
We’re thunder, we are lightning
How did I end up so damn lucky
I don’t understand it
My heart’s pumping blood from my head to my feet
You kickstarted it
So for you I’ll sing this song that I’ve been writing
For fifteen years
A force to be reckoned with
We’re thunder, we are lightning
Five thousand four hundred seventy five days
And counting
And every one of them means something to me
So for you I’ll sing this song that I’ve been writing
For fifteen years
We have been a force to be reckoned with
We’re thunder, we are lightning
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Chris Cresswell Toronto, Ontario
Chris has been writing and releasing music since before he was legal to drive, drink and vote. Usually found on stage with Toronto punk quartet The Flatliners, Chris has also been releasing his solo work since 2014 - beginning with Joey Cape produced debut album on One Week Records. ... more
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