Illustrated Bible Stories For Children The Weakerthans

So turn off the sky. Head in my hands. Night keep me warm. White window-sill. Blinded by heart. Cut my hair short. "Eyeless in Gaza with the slaves at the mill."

Uncorrected Proofs The Weakerthans

The mirrors and the unacknowledged nods. Dial tones and license plates. The words you didn't choose. Everything the day's too small to hold spills on to the dusk, and shorts the evening's fuse.

Sounds Familiar The Weakerthans

We emerged from youth all wide-eyed like the rest.

Illustrated Man Johnny Winter

He's the illustrated man, baby He's got tattoos everywhere People love his decorations They just have to stop & stare Got the Mona Lisa on his cheek the Van Gogh on his nose Got naked women all over him

Elegy For Elsabet The Weakerthans

So the fields are stubble, the garden is done where the scary scarecrow stands and sees her holding up horizons with her hands. She's so tired of reading Daddy's lips - -that essay on a frown.

Children Of The Bible Hillsong Kids

know Pointed out to Eli the way to go If you make the choice to listen to His voice You can be used by God These are the children of the Bible Not much different from you and me These are the

Everything Must Go The Weakerthans

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.

Fallow The Weakerthans

Wait until the day says it's closing, and public is put away. Write by the light of a pay phone your list of "I meant to say". Like "Winter comes too soon", or "Radiators hum out of tune".

A New Name For Everything The Weakerthans

When the bus shelter windows and napkin-dispensers surprise with distorted reflections, it's never the someone you're hoping to recognize.

The Prescience Of Dawn The Weakerthans

the sirens woke me up again i know they're coming for me someday just a matter of when count to 25 and yawn touch the clock and turn my back against the dawn and hope for that one dream of hardware stores

Left And Leaving The Weakerthans

The sidewalks are watching me think about you, sparkled with broken glass. I'm back with scars to show. Back with the streets I know. Will never take me anywhere but here.

Diagnosis The Weakerthans

All the cheap tricks I tried too hard not to pull. Pulled along or pulled apart. The diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart.

Psalm For The Elks Lodge Last Call The Weakerthans

Let the waitress put the chairs up, let the glasses that you broke, form a picture of our leader with a halo made of smoke. Let the golden oldies station crackle and come through.

Bible Party (Feat. Jenny Choi, David Kang) 히즈쇼

Bible Party! Now everybody join me! Nothing else in the world can make you so happy. We are the children of his Kingdom, precious sons and daughters. Happiness for you and me. Bible Party!

Manifest The Weakerthans

> I want to call a request through heating vents, And hear them answered with a whispered no, To crack the code of muscles slack and tense, Let every second step in boots on snow, Complete you name

Time's Arrow The Weakerthans

> So you watch the sunrise sinking And she's talking in her sleep A dream of how alone she was Tomorrow when you keep All those promises to someone In a mirror you will find At your parents' house

The Last Last One The Weakerthans

Here's no exception then, one more for me to send. And nothing happens in the end. I'm thinking of you less, more concerned... and more is less, I guess it doesn't matter now.

Anchorless The Weakerthans

Southern Manitoba prairie's pulling at the pant leg of your bad disguise. So why were you so anchorless? Shoebox full of photos; found a grainy mirror. Sunken cheeks and slender hands.

The Salesman (Live) (Album Version) Laurie Anderson

Now the book is called Stories from the Nerve Bible and what I mean by the Nerve Bible is the body.

Wellington's Wednesdays The Weakerthans

The night's a spill, a permanent stain; the city soaks in silence, salt and dirty snow. A blue glow from the tv again, the cutains never open, faces never show.

History To The Defeated The Weakerthans

There's blood in the sink, and he's plunging his wrists in. A hangover halo is washing away. Mechanic-school dropout stares into the mirror, stands up in his derelict daydreams.

None Of The Above The Weakerthans

This brand new strip mall chews on farmland as we fish for someone to blame. But we communicate in questions, And all our answers sound the same.

Benediction The Weakerthans

So you don't get to be a saint Martyrs never last this long Guess I'll never be the one To defeat desire in song Here's a marker Here's my naked skin Our 'exhibit A' Put a small x where I lost my way

Gideon's Bible John Cale

Holding on, with both eyes, to things that don't exist Peering through the cutting wrist, at grand old mother greedy Rolling out the cotton ship, upon the carpet pillow Throttling children callously, a

Letter Of Resignation The Weakerthans

Takes a dried up ball-point, lemon juice and water, keeps a diary invisibly, In the kitchen corner of a basement bachelor suite there's a certain search for certainty, you know we'll never see her hands

Aside The Weakerthans

Measure me in metered lines, in one decisive stare, the time it takes to get from here to there. My ribs that show through t-shirts and these shoes I got for free; I'm unconsoled, I'm lonely.

Pamphleteer The Weakerthans

I clutch my stack of paper, press one to a chest, then watch it swoop and stutter to the ground. I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight, and waiting for a winter to be done.

Exiles Among You The Weakerthans

Her blue eyes frozen green in the low-lit ATM. I need a way to measure the distance. I need a way to say why, out of breath or out of key, her voice resonated in me.

Reconstruction Site The Weakerthans

Well I'm lost, I'm afraid, Rope tied down to a leaky boat, To the roof of a car on a road in the dark and it's snowing.

Jesus Loves Me 송영주

This I know, For the Bible tells me so. Little ones to Him belong; They are weak, but He is strong Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me!

Stories Hanson

Stories When we were young stories were told That I would kiss you sweet like People said there was a connection between us Now that we're older stories are told Of how I hold you tight Whenever

Keep Your Children in A Coma Future Bible Heroes

Keep Your Children in a Coma keep your children in a coma keep your children in a coma keep your children in a coma starting today life is hard for kids today they have to program everything dude, they

Bible Belt Dry The River

This might be the coldest winter since records began. You were a low moon steady with wintry calm. Leading the children softly across the farm. (...Instrumental break / Bible Belt...)

The Reasons The Weakerthans

you tell me to fuck off, When I need somebody to, How you make me laugh so hard, How whole years refuse to stay, Where we told them to bad dog, Locked up blindly in a word, Or a misplaced souvenir, How the

Stories Chyi Yu

Stories I remember quite clearly now when the story happened The autumn leaves were floating and measured down to the ground Recovering the lake where we used to swim like children On the sun would

Jesus Loves Me Aaron Neville

Jesus loves me, this I know For the Bible tells me so Little ones to Him belong They are weak but He is strong Sing, yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me For the Bible tells me so

One Great City! The Weakerthans

> late afternoon another day is nearly done a darker grey is breaking through a lighter one a thousand sharpened elbows in the underground that hollow hurried sound of feet on polished floor and in

Ghost Stories 유즈드카세트

The look you had I’m looking back it wasn’t there You said yourself you always try to disappear Are you just scaring away scaring away the other people But I’m all right You can look away look away

Plea From A Cat Named Virtute The Weakerthans

So we should open up the house, invite the Tabby two doors down. You could ask your sister if, she doesn't bring her basset hound.

(Hospital Vespers) The Weakerthans

Doctors play your dosage like a card trick Scrabbled down the hallways yelling "Yatzee" I brought books on Harper in the Arctic Something called "The Politics of Lonely" A toothbrush and Quick Pick with

Leash The Weakerthans

Sitting in silence and staring at ceilings or peeling the paint off of things to confide. Teach me to wiggle my ears like that, Show me the scar that you got when you fell off your bike.

This Is A Fire Door Never Leave Open The Weakerthans

Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room. Half illuminate a face before they disappear. You breathe in forty years of failing to describe a feeling.

Confessions Of A Futon-Revolutionist The Weakerthans

Held like water in you shaking hands are all the small defeats a day demands. 10-6 or 9-5 trying, dying to survive. Never knowing what survival means. Leave the apartment to buy alcohol.

Watermark The Weakerthans

We sit and watch the wall you painted purple. Speech will spill on space. Our little cups of grace.

Without Mythologies The Weakerthans

A soft breeze with the slippery concrete black and full of muddy slush, contrasting with the hoarfrost, clean and hung on a tunnel of silent shivering trees (the ones you said you'd like to be), and the

My Favourite Chords The Weakerthans

The Mayor's out killing kids to keep taxes down, and me and my anger sit folding a paper bird, letting the curtains turn to beating wind. Wish I had a socket-set to dismantle this morning.

Greatest Hits Collection The Weakerthans

Knock so I'll know you're still there, half listening, interpreting the air. Full of failing foreign tongue, my dialect of stammer come undone.

Slips And Tangles The Weakerthans

we're rolling neon lights and slinking purple skies squeeze out soft regrets from all our lives as i greet another door that opens in to that place that we repeatedly begin i'm tangled up in tries ...

Blue Song Hercules & Love Affair

She will say the word and vanish She will say the word and disappear Blue songs that were sung in the temple Stories for all to hear Lust was put upon my child Mothers will hold their children close Blue

Stories Victor Laszlo

I remember quite clearly now when this story happened The autumn leaves were floating and measured down to the ground Recovering the lake where we use to swim like children On the sun would dare