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Mice I've Met (demo)
02:28
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I met a little mouse in a coffee house
She gave me a list of nearby motels
Won't you come with me, I won't tell.
Oh, won't you come with me, I won't tell
There was this other one who was really cool
But then I found out she's still in school
Can I go with you to Motown?
Oh, can I go with you to Motown?
I met another mouse in another coffee house
I wanted her to come back to my tent
But then her boyfriend came, so I went
But then her boyfriend came so I went
The very first one that I got to know
Sat down next to me and touched my elbow
But then she went to Windsor and I miss her
But then she went to Windsor, I miss her
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Tofino (demo)
04:53
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To leave for the city or stay in Tofino?
They stopped serving coffee at Rhino’s
They’re asking the tourists to go home
Declaring that nothing is final
I took to the woods to consider
And found myself next to the water
I read of Arjuna, the archer
And learned about why I still falter
I’ve drank enough of these tears to cure my apathy
So in my 30th year you can halve what’s left of me
But in the ocean this here is mere homeopathy
Although a working placebo means He knows what’s gotta be
To leave for the city or stay in Tofino?
Behind on the news, what do I know?
The sun’s getting low in the sky now
But still clinging hold to this time out
So I take to the beach to consider
And walk ‘till my feet start to blister
When the chatter gets dulled to a whisper
I think about calling my sister
I’ve drank enough of these tears to cure my apathy
So in my 30th year you can have what’s left of me
But in the ocean this here is mere homeopathy
Although a working placebo means She knows this side of me
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3. |
Yamnuska (voice memo)
00:22
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Teach me how to see past the illusion(s?)
Help me to dissolve boundaries
The crow soars so easily with the wind
The mountains wait patiently
The trees span to connect with each other
We want to explore
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Noya Rao (demo)
02:47
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I am stuck at a standstill
With cement in my veins
No horses at my reins
But I am pulling
There's a girl that I want
But I might be over her
I'm really not quite sure
But here's to hoping
For as long as I recall
I've been the one in school
But now I govern my own rules
And I feel there's so much more potential
I am ready for a change
So why can't I move?
I've got nothing left to prove
Well I've got nothing here at all
I am stuck in a maze
That's winding every way
With new surprises everyday
And it's amazing
But still I'd rather dig a hole
To get underneath the wall
And say to hell with it all
The clock is racing
And though it pains me to admit
As hard as I've tried
I'm never satisfied
I think that Barnes got it right
'Cause I'm confused without a doubt
At least that much is clear
And well, it's dark for all us here
So find the one who has the light
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Oh I don't know why
I wonder why
I wonder why
I think I think too much about thinkin'
Yet there I go again
If that's all there is to it
Then so be it
But what is it?
Like the squirrel that just died on the corner
Less than a hundred years and I'm a gonner
But I hope to God it's not much sooner
But then again it's all just filler...
He looks so cold
His eyes are closed
He's been here for two days
Does anyone care?
His soul is bare
It's just roadkill anyways
Just roadkill anyways
Like the squirrel that just died on the corner
Less than a hundred years and I'm a gonner
But I hope to God it's not much sooner
But then again it's all just filler...
(He just died, he died on the corner
You're gonna die too, yeah, 'cause you're a gonner
Statistically, it'll probably be sooner)
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6. |
Everyone (voice memo)
00:37
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Long ago
These songs, ya know
Meant everything to me
But they no longer apply
That part of me died
So what does this next song mean?
I could sing it with passion
Leave nothing for ration
But rose tends to tint in these glasses
Inevitably
When it gets to me
I don't give enough shit for two asses
Everyone's stuck in traffic
Everyone's just about had it
Everyone's afraid of their attic
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7. |
Something (demo)
03:22
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When I grow up
I wanna be
Your influence
But you gotta show up
So I can see
Some true confluence
Give me something to tell myself
Give me something to tell my friends
Give me something that scares you
Give me something to make amends
Give me something you never have
Give me something that’s hard to give
Give me something I can’t compare to
Give me something you’re harbouring
I fucked up
I was in pain
So I dragged you through hell
But I know what’s up
I went insane
But it also rang my bell
I’ll give you something I always promised
I’ll give you something I’ve wanted too
I’ll give you something I fought for ages
I’ll give you something without issue
I’ll give you something that I lost sight of
I’ll give you something that forms a half
I’ll give you something once locked in cages
I’ll give you something I always should have
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Ontological Shock and Dominoes
Concentrating on breathing through my nose
Found myself in the mere anteroom
Wiped my feet but still I couldn't move
This tonic is honest
Like nothing I've wanted
Now purple is calming
I'm childlike and stalling
'Cause darlin', you're haunting
But I brought the harm
I'm afraid and strong-arming
So sound the alarm and awake
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9. |
Categories (voice memo)
00:51
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It’s ok to feed FEAR
every now and again
Perhaps it will satiate
and become your FRIEND
Like the DARKNESS that surrounds the glow of the fire
each one illumes the other
Or the rhythmic exchange between all aspects NATURE
there is no FATHER without MOTHER
Or the GRIEF that reflects the SOUL on the pyre
it’s not to be exhumed or altered
there’s always someone lurking in the bathroom
there’s always looming DANGER
GOD LOVES VIOLENCE
And we call it ANGER
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Andrew Douglas Calgary, Alberta
Calgary-based singer-songwriter/busker/
poet specializing in humorous melancholy
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