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Garden Through The War


I put my feet down, I’m getting dizzy
you spin the wheel, I'm merry-go-round
well, level-headed is a hard thing to be
when you’re up up up side down
 
oh you know that frame we took in 0’3
it stares me down from the shelf
do you remember that girl I was dying to be
oh she’s hiding somewhere inside myself
 
always said I’d be a warrior in a garden 
but these days I’d rather garden through the war
and leave this sick joke, fun house 
Family carnival
 
what’s going on pa?
there’s a monster inside
Please don’t be this kinda man 
at fifty you woke up on the wrong side of yourself 
and the war began
 
It seems no one has the answers
But everybody thinks
That if we yell, it’ll all be clear 
with some huffing and some puffing 
you blew the home down
and left us to clean up the year
 
always said I’d be a warrior in a garden 
but these days I’d rather garden through the war
and leave this sick joke, fun house 
Family carnival
 
Well I say everything’s wrong
You say nothing’s the matter
does it break your heart?
to see your little girl shatter?
 
when you say nothing's the matter 
what the hell do you mean?
you’ve felt like a stranger since I turned 
sixteen
 
I've always said I’d be a warrior in a garden 
but these days I’d rather garden through the war
and leave this sick joke, fun house 
Family carnival
 



Kitchissippi
 
 
I go down to the river 
When the night is young 
And stay there until she grows old 
Well I tell her my stories my sorrows my worries
I give her my secrets to hold 
 
Both feet in the water 
I sing to the moon
Knowing he won’t understand 
'Cause I’m singing in whispers
In pretty tongue twisters
I don't try to make sense for the man
 
(oooh)
What would I do
If the river ran dry,
(oooh)
What would I do
If the sun stained the sky
 
The dragonflies dance 
On my tattles and tales
Pulling the truth from my mouth
I sit at confession, my riverbed sessions
The night as my priestess, devout
 
Trading my thoughts with the moon and the river
Pay me in coins of relief
While they cradle my vices, I sing for low prices
Dredge me out of the deep
 
(oooh)
What would I do
If the river ran dry,
(oooh)
What would I do
If the sun stained the sky
 
(oooh)
What would I do
(oooh)
What would I do?


 
Morphée
 
 
j’me réveille le matin 
puis jcommence à réver
la tête dans les nuages 
en quittant l’oreiller
 
je n’ai qu’un pied sur la terre
puis j’ai peur qu’il décolle 
j’enfilerai mes bas de fer
jpasserai pas pour une folle
 
dans les bras de Morphée
j'me construit un royaume
une toile d’araignée pour les maux de ce monde
comme fillet, comme fossé, quand j’me sens rancunière 
j'me construit un royaume
pour quand ça dégénère 
 
j’veux une vie somnambule 
pi j’veux pas être pincée 
bande-moi les deux yeux
viens me cambrioler
 
amène-moi au chateau
où j’règne sans gravité 
J’veux me perdre entre les murs
de ma naïveté 
 
entre les bras de Morphée
j'me construit un royaume
une toile d’araignée pour les maux de ce monde
comme fillet, comme fossé, quand j’me sens rancunière 
jme construit un royaume
pour quand ça dégénère 
 
oh j'me construit un royaume
dont je suis prisonnière 


 
Margaret, My Love
 
 
well I know you’ve been walking down this road
with a thousand pounds on your shoulders
and I know you have trouble finding home
instead of sticks and stones, you got trees and boulders
 
and I see that you’ve got blisters on your feet 
from the distance, the weight and the dark
and I see that you’re starting to bleed 
from your own two hands on your heart 
 
Margaret, my love
i have seen you weather the rain
Margaret my love
for too long I have watched you be 
in pain
 
Every day I watch you go by
you unravel, till you’re hanging by a thread
hiding with a smile oh it only works for a while
you close your eyes and embrace it instead
 
Margaret, my love
I have seen you weather the rain
Margaret my love
for too long I have watched you be 
in pain
 
And I’ll help you pick up a million pieces
shattered mind and your love in smithereens
You try but in the end, the day seizes back
cut your own wounds and you lick them clean
 
Margaret, my love
I have seen you weather the rain
Margaret my love
for too long I have watched you be 
in pain
 
Margaret, my dear
I am here and I will stay
Margaret, my dear
don't you that all of this will go away?
and I know that I will see you smile someday





 
Comfort in the clock
 
 
When we were young
You fell in love 
with the thought of growing old 
when we were young 
you’d always talk
of simple life, moving slow
 
pass the time 
to win the prize 
golden years, a silver crown
told me that 
in your eyes
to grow old is to be found
 
oh you taught me to find comfort
in the ticking of the clock 
slowly dancing to the day where 
everything stops 
 
you dreamed the day
a quiet porch 
was the only place to be 
when being wise
and cracking jokes
is the main responsibility 
 
you couldn’t wait to read the print 
fifty years down the line
to cross your words across your lap
twinkling eyes, shrinking spine 
 
oh you taught me to find comfort in the ticking of the clock 
slowly dancing to the day where everything stops 
 
and ooh
I always saw it upside down
and ooh
now I wanna, wanna be found
 
when we were young 
you fell in love
with the thought of growing old




 
Paralysée 
 
je toffrirai, 
toute mon armure
je te ramasserai 
quand tu abolit tes murs
 
tu me chantera 
le matin où tu est cloué à ton lit
jte prendrai dans mes bras
si il faut je resterai toute la nuit

je veux que tu affrontes ta peur,
elle te paralyse 
déclare la guerre aux pleurs
qui te détruisent
tooourne le dos 
au diable, il te chuchote des mots
met la fleur au fusil 
avant que tu brises

je t’amenerai
où le ciel n’est que bleu
là, je t’apprendrai
comment traverser le feu
 
fonce la tête baissée 
mais garde ton visage à découvert
tu restera dans mes pensées
mais je ne te suiverai pas dans ta guerre

 
je veux que tu affrontes ta peur,
elle te paralyse 
déclare la guerre aux pleurs
qui te détruisent
tourne le dos 
au diable, il te chuchote des mots
met la fleur au fusil 
avant que tu brises




Vagabond
 
 
with a mom who couldn’t mother
and a dad you wouldn’t bother
you packed up your innocence
and hit the road
 
just a boy on little feet
getting swallowed by the street 
down you goooo 
it’s better than home
 
became a man by summertime 
city hopper, petty crime 
drinking life by the lesson
every day
 
sleeping in church parking lots
making homes in city parks
vagabond’s the nicer way
to say you’re running away
 
yeah vagabonds the nicer way to say you’re running away

hey hey hey x 3
 
where are you running? where are you running to?  
when you stop running whatcha gonna do? 
where are you running, where are you running to? 
 
so your skin grew into leather
spinning lies and getting better
who’s a cop, who’s a robber 
nowadays?
 
Ever charming, you keep talking
Poisoned chalice, you keep walking 
Vagabonds the nicer way 
To say you’re running away 
 
hey hey hey x 3 

where are you running? where are you running to?  
when you stop running whatcha gonna do? 
where are you running, where are you running to?