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Garage sale, Saturday, I need to pay
My heart's outstanding bills
A cracked-up compass and a pocket watch
Some plastic daffodils
The cutlery and coffee cups I stole
From all night restaurants
A sense of wonder only slightly used
A year or two to haunt you in the dark
For a phone call from far away
With a, Hi,
how
are
you
today?
And a sign, recovery comes
To the broken ones
A wage slave, forty hour work week
Weighs a thousand kilograms
So bend your knees, comes with a free fake smile
For all your dumb demands
The cordless razor that my father bought
When I turned 17
A puke-green sofa and the outline too
A complicated dream of dignity
For a laugh, too loud and too long
Or a place where awkward belong
And a sign, recovery comes
To the broken ones
To the broken ones
To the broken ones
For the broken ones
Best offer
- Álbum:
- Reconstruction Site
- Watermark (EP)
- Left And Leaving
- Fallow
- Miscellaneous
- Live At the Burton Cummings Theatre
- Live Session (iTunes Exclusive)
- iTunes Sessions
- Tournament of Hearts
- Operation: Punk Rock Freedom
- Hopelessly Devoted to You, Volume 3
- 2003-11-06: Lee’s Palace, Toronto, ON, Canada
- Watermark
- This Is Bad Taste, Vol. 4
- Anti 2010 Summer Compilation
- Anti - 2010 Spring Compilation
- Hopeless Records Summer Sampler 2005
- Alternative Times, Volume 11
- Hopeless Records: 15 Year Anniversary
- Hopelessly Devoted to You, Vol. 3