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When I was younger, a part-time job worker
Department store center, I saw a man enter
He was middle-aged, deep lines on his face
Tight mouth and eyes glazed, eyelids just half-raised
And I looked at him, he looked at me
He looked so sad, I had to see
What did he want, what could it be
What had he been through before me
Seeing him in the store I worked for that year, that year
Ice skates he asked for in the middle of summer
He wanted a good pair, the price he did not care
I looked for his size, our best pair he tried
Custom back and sides, excitement in his eyes
And I looked at him, he looked at me
He looked so sad, I had to see
What did he want, what could it be
What had he been through before me
Seeing him in the store I worked for that year, that year
I asked are you a pro, he looked sad and said no
These skates are my last hope, without them I cannot cope
And he said my wife, she drowned this summer
Behind our house, the river took her, I cannot swim
I need to find her, I will wait till it freezes over
And then I will skate, as far as it take
I will skate as far as it takes, to bring her back home
To bring her back home, to bring her back home, back home
- Album:
- Wayfaring Stranger
- Collecting Sharps
- Hey Love
- Us Alone
- The Place Where We Lived
- In Field & Town
- Elk-Lake Serenade
- Skyscraper National Park
- The Closer I Get
- Moving Careful (EP)
- Everything I Long For
- Miscellaneous
- Rock Hits
- Live at Convocation Hall
- Shanti Project Collection 1
- The Blue Album
- Paste Magazine Sampler #10: Jun-Jul 2004
- CFNY - The New Music Search 1993
- Mild and Hazy
- The Amos House Collection, Volume III