Songs from the EP

recorded by Dave Draves at Little Bullhorn Studios in Ottawa

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Dragonfly Funeral Pyre (lyrics)
Snow Creatures (lyrics)
Birthday Song (lyrics)
Fredericton Juke Box (lyrics)
Routes (lyrics)

Casey Solo

recorded by wooferbitch on December 30th, 2005

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Still Here (lyrics)

Lyrics


Snow Creatures
by Casey Comeau

the ice on my ribcage refuses to melt
the winter is taking her fee
the cold is insisting to sit on my brow
my fingers are starting to freeze

i don't know
i don't know
i don't know...
if you love me

it's so cold it can't snow my eyes are froze shut
it seems i can't feel a damn thing
i touch your thin hand in the dark cold back seat
then regret my rash haste to rush in

i don't know
i don't know
i don't know.....
if you love me

Routes
by Richard Jeffrey

they've got routes that they take
they move different in the evening than they do
in the morning

they've got rules that they make
they move differently in the evening than they do
in the morning

that's all... that's all...
we move in patterns programmed by it all
that's all... that's all...
in the midst of life we come to know that's all

they're heading for the lake
they move differently in the evening than they do
in the morning

the lovers you've come to hate
they move differently in the evening than they do
in the morning

that's all.......

Fredericton Juke Box
lyrics by Allison Calvern

johnny's on the juke box
hear the sound of cash
i've come down from up the hill
to drink my sour mash

we sit and sip in orange light
this bar sounds like a truck
its engines grind it shifts its gears
we're down we're not picked up

now johnny's on the juke box
and we hear the sound of cash
so come on down from where you're at
and drink your sour mash

another drink we hoist our glass
to the night and to the bar
we sit and watch and listen hard
to find out where we are

so sing your heart oh johnny c
your fulsome voice so fine
but low enough to reach us here
a wilting on the vine

now johnny's on the juke box
and we hear the sound of cash
we've come from many haunted worlds
we drink our sour mash

now southern comfort really ain't
so much a comfort drink
it dulls the heart and blots the eye
and makes your poor breath stink

now johnny's on the juke box
and we hear the sound of cash
so come on down from any place
and drink your sour mash

Still Here
by Casey Comeau

the mystery's fading
it's all coming clear yeah
the one thing that's crazy
is why i'm still here holding on

to fairy tale moments too pretty to miss
forgetting the strange awkward way
that you've been kissing me
lately

i don't know how to hold on
everything just seems to go wrong
when i wrap my arms round your neck
we both drown

now don't get me wrong
no i think you were right
to leave me here breathless 'cause
i finally sleep through the night

except on the days when i can still
smell your face as I tumble
to dreaming
and everything falls out of place

i don't know how to hold on
everything just seems to go wrong
when i wrap my arms round your neck
we both drown

don't walk away don't walk away
don't walk away from these years

i'll walk away i'll walk away
i'll walk away from these tears

Birthday Song
lyrics by Shikai osho

what would you do if i were to tell you
that you have everything that you need?
no trouble no strife no husband no wife
and no real need to succeed

yes you've got it all and you always did
that's all that you need to know
waltz it away, this is your day
it's the first of the rest of your life

what do you want? how does it feel?
and what will it look like?
these facts of life aren't really new
no they've been around for years

don't waste your time on psychics or seers
programmed for life by De Boers
what would you do if i were to tell you
that you have everything that you need?

now nothing's forever, least of all love
that marks the end of your fears
what would you do if i were to tell you
that you have everything that you need?

Dragonfly Funeral Pyre
by Richard Jeffrey

call them call them call them to to funeral
call them to the funeral pyre
tell them tell them that everything is stable
tell them at the funeral pyre

'cause it's a question never to be answered
'cause it's a question of another kind
do we burn or do we fly?
do we burn or do we fly?

i know bringing you is taking
the air out from your lungs
i know bringing you is breaking
your heart and all that was

bring the water bring it from the river
bring the water up from the shore
changing places and changing with ease
changing places and leaving with ease

call them call them call them to the funeral
call them to the funeral pyre

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