Right Now  •  Laisse Faire  •  Ground  •  Bird  •  Fuga •  Jig!  •  Going •  Races' End •  Slow on the Curve •  Puppeteer  •  Tell Me Later  •  Serendipity

Right Now (M. Ogle) Industrial revolution revolves around my head informal resolution of something that you said an impossible contribution, you know that I can't make your stern absolution is all I can take right now right now Can you see it happening? Right before your very eyes? My arm is so tired, I've been swatting at the flies If I escape now, you shouldn't be surprised until I can hide away I won't be satisfied right now right now Look! The white in the distance shook and now it's falling, falling, falling, falling down. Laisse Faire (M. Ogle) I called, you called, we called I said that you're changing but it could be me, it could be her and I don't know my feelings and as the night wears on, it somehow seems less long and willing the phone to ring doesn't seem to change a thing. Do jigsaw puzzles have expiry dates? Can the pieces wear from disuse, can it be too late for them to fit? I don't know her feelings... But how can that be, I talk, you talk, we talk all about them so why am I... Chorus: Awake on my bed I remember "laissez-faire", she said. Now I'm here alone, maybe it really means let go. And now you and I, we're trying to start all over but it adds such a weight we're afraid of a strain to great but still, sometimes I look and I yell inside, and think about you, and why I have to be... (chorus) Bridge: Well we laugh, and say I don't know but I still feel frustration I mean, maybe there never really was a boat but I still hope... Eveillé sur mon lit, je me souviens "Laissez-faire", elle m'a dit maintenant j'suis seul, peut-etre ca vraiment veut dire Lache-le. Ground (M. Ogle) I've been walking around the block for so long now that I'm getting a little tired I'm glad I'm not working at it, cause if I was I'd have already been fired but they say that it's spring, the say that it's spring and I know that they're not liars.. so I'm putting away my winter clothes and treading a little higher. I've been feeling like a cold-blooded animal, and I'd like a little sun now I might decide to turn myself towards the light but directions printed on me can show you how and they say that it's spring they say that it's spring, and it's somewhere down the wire... so I'm putting away my winter clothes and treading a little higher. Now the trees aren't quite blossoming and parched grass lies on the ground but do count on nature's magic - I just hope she's been hanging around, cause they say that it's spring, the say that it's spring and I pray that they're not liars.. cause I'm putting away my winter clothes and treading a little higher... above the cold, cold ground telly poles and gritty roads and no, no sound - down, down, down brown town waiting for the green to jar us to mean that we've only just begun... And they say that it's spring they say that it's spring and I know that they're not liars... and I'm puttin away my winter clothes and treading a little higher. Bird (A. Gervais) What do you see through the glass Think about the people as they pass Or do you look at your reflection Superficial introspection What can you find in the sand Or the rock you hold in your hand Does it tell you about the world Is it good things that they herald Chorus: Do you know what they think of you Wonder if they'd want you to Do you know how you'll survive In a place that's so contrived How can you breathe in a crowd Everything around you is so loud With everyone against your side You try to stand up tall in pride How come you can't find happiness Just moments of geat distress Maybe it's just cuz you fear That someday it'll dissapear Chorus: Perhaps you should leave things alone Rest relax ignore the phone You know it's not wrong to cry If you don' know how to fly What do you touch as you swim All the oceans against your limbs Or is it not that big a deal Since its only numbness that you feel How often do you go outside And sleep when the sun decides Do you get along with plants Chorus: Do I know what I think of you Wonder if you'd want me to I don't know if I should fly Might hit my head up on the sky Fuga (M. Ogle) Even when I first saw her I knew - her name was not important, cause Something something different, some sort of twinkle some sort of glow made me want to ask her questions about Chorus: What she thought about our situation and where she found a place to escape to and how she smiled so true, without demonstration I'd like her to tell me... but first I'd have to go and say hello. And she's with someone else and they are so happy you can't help but smile but it's only half for show and still her eyes are there, feels like just one look will be enough diving slowly, diving now don't want to give it up And you've seen it before maybe in a photograph and you start to wrack your memory looking for the first one who was so set apart, and now her eyes make you swear that she knows... and I'd like to know. Bridge: And you start to notice that everything's repeating and you start to realize that your pipe dream might be leaking but still you're looking for the one that you are seeking must be these fugues of amnesia Chorus Repeat Jig! (Trad, arr. Cove) Jig! Jig! (okay, I admit that was silly.) Going (M. Ogle, J. Tusz, E. Creasey) Give me a coffee or some coca-cola Give me love or a paycheck Give me the girls in cashmere sweaters a sci-fi movie with special effects - Matinee shows dryer-warmed clothes that's what I like...it keeps me going. A car or a bicycle freedom and weekends give me summer give me some pride give me music, the morning comics make me a breakfast warm me inside Through the window freshly-fallen snow that's what I like...it keeps me going. Bridge: Days when the clouds just part, it's na na na na na na Days when the sky opens up, and it takes a part of you Give me a pillow Give me IKEA Give me a castle, give me a tent give me mountains and give me valleys give me everything, and I'll be content People I used to know from so long ago...that's what I like it keeps me going. Races' End (M. Ogle) Some things I said when the cold war was on I didn't mean; I'm sorry, and I'm glad the wall is gone and it wasn't all from me or all from you but you weren't exactly practising your diplomacy, it's true and now reconciled just in time to watch the races end Why is it that we can talk all night why is it that till it mattered, we'd never have a fight we may have different hopes and dreams and fears but there must be something there, have our influence in the same sphere and now reconciled why'd it take such a long long while and I'm afraid to check my ticket cause we're just into time to watch the races end (can't see what's round the bend) You know I never felt so out of place like a spirit-gum beard, it all felt like pretend but now the road is passed, we have our episodes we try to forget so why am I sitting here writing us all a requiem? I can imagine you out east in Montreal in some smart cafe sitting, would you spare a though at all for your once home town and all of us, I know you would and send a postcard, cause some eastern air would do us all some good and now reconciled I bet we'd write, least for awhile and I know you like pen and paper best and y'know someday I want to read about you read about you read about you... (and all the wonderful things you'll do) after the races end. Slow on the Curve (M. Ogle & Cove) Hello hola help me build this bridge across the span funny how I feel older a little less the man a consolation prize strange how words diminish our collective size/sighs Is there a world where everything is had for free and if you found it would you hold the gate for me or would you now discover there's a latch funny how I'd love to be your first important catch... (A stepping stone I'd serve / for once I'd lose my nerve) What if we were to drive till we could drive no more what if I asked you what reclining seats were for a nervous laugh a scratching of the eye your satisfaction bothers me when you find out I try I know we sit uncomfortably on the fence it's hard when I can't find a thing to rage against and you can - and worse yet I agree you are not the problem here, once again it's me... (slow on the curve / bad time to swerve) second thoughts on the first date first attempts at second rate maybe good, or slightly great not too little, (but) a little late I guess we should be going now, it's time to leave put on our clothes and put that card back up our sleeve did it fall out while eyes turned down someday I'll learn it's dangerous to leave these things lying round... (watch and observe / slow on the curve ) Puppeteer (M. Ogle) get your fish by the bucket get your soup by the bowl can't put a face on luck it never meets you when you're down in the hole never meets you when you're down in the whole my friend she's been a trapeze artist my friend he's been playing staight man my friends say something different is the hardest but we're all here doing what we can we're all here doing what we can Chorus: and hey the 23rd hour is the best part of the day and you say you can't remember how you moved but who's the pupetteer anyway? now the calender says that it's summer and my window says that it's rain after one you can never have another and I'm never gonna have this again we're never gonna have this again so I guess this means that it's over only so far that a branch can bend maybe this'll change when I'm older but I can't stand an inarticulate end can't stand an inarticulate end (repeat chorus) Tell Me Later (M. Ogle) Sometimes I get the sudden urge to write it all down but then I can go for days and days and days, before I start to frown - it's great to hear from you, y'know it's great to hear from you he says there's something you should tell me but you don't have to tell me it just now Sometimes I feel like calling up just to say it's me, we're both still existing figuring out the big picture makes my head hurt I'd be more neato if I could I'd be more neato if I could and your boy said there's something you should tell me, but you don't have to tell me it just now the other night you saw the band that helped make us but they didn't play either of the songs we had to hear would they if I had been there? I think it's a lost cause, but I still miss your ear and the letter said there's something you should tell me, but you don't have to tell me it just now. Serendipity (M. Ogle) serendipity don't linger on me on me you're kinda slippery but you made an impression on me on me Chorus: I guess what I'm trying to say is that's who I used to be maybe you'd like to call him up go out for coffee I guess what I'm trying to say is i'm still heading for the sea but instead of settling down I'll be looking for someone to be still believe in destiny but it's become an excuse for not having a road map for crying out "Aw what's the use" and I'd like to spend time with you put time's been spread pretty thin and it's so close to being over we wouldn't know where to begin (repeat chorus) ...still it'd be awful nice if you could come with me d'you think you'd like to go out for some coffee?