Head Full

I am a boy with a head full of god
Lungs full of secondhand smoke
I play guitar and sing in a bar
In between lines of coke
You're bringing me downtown to the movies
I'm coming down on living room couches
I've been in love for my whole life
I've been in love for my whole life with you

Can I tell you a confession of mine?
I'll write you a note
And now that I've opened my heart and signed
I can leave you with a quote
"It's opener there in the wide open air,"
It's opener there
I've been in love for my whole life
I've been in love for my whole life with you

Give me a minute I'll just waste your time
Give me a minute and I'll waste your time x2
You're bringing me downtown to the movies
I'm coming down on living room couches
I've been in love for my whole life
I've been in love for my whole life with you

Life Savers

Your teeth were white, full of fluoride like sharks'
I wondered if they would glow in the dark
Like a life savers wintergreen spark

Life savers made in Montreal
Where they still have the five-flavour roll
I hate to choose because I like them all

Chorus:
I hope you find my facts interesting
So I never have to tell you my thoughts
So I never have to show you enough
To see me tick

Made in Michigan for many years
Designed and built by an engineer
Who moved them here? It was the financiers

I read it only works with wintergreen
They're pretty cheap right after Hallowe'en
You told me that you'd already seen

Chorus

I hope you think that I'm interesting
And that you will leave me alone
I'll decide that I want you around
Just about as soon as you go

Catching Up With The Rain

I am an angel awaiting descent
I stand like a letter that I never sent
The way that Abel last looked at Cain
I picture myself catching up with the rain

Before I die I make a quick calculation
Of my kinematics in one dimension
And it turns out I'm falling too far
It shouldn't be more than five or six yards

And that wouldn't kill me, I'm pretty sure not
I hope that you see me, I hope I get caught and it scares me away

I realize my death wish is passing at best
So I take a shower and then I eat and get dressed
I'm shaking the dust of this crummy town
Off of my feet, and I'm gonna see the world
I'm shaking the dust of this crummy town
Off of my feet, and I'm gonna see the world

Cigarette Two-Step

I want to see the seas drain away
Climb down the rocks to dance
On the ocean floor

While you do the cigarette two-step
Sliding out the back door
We both try to ignore the cold

Chorus:
Soap is slippery, skin is sharp
I never doubt it I felt it
Skin is slippery, soap is sharp
I never doubt it I read it

I want to hear the rain fall at once
Not just a trickle but a thunderous clap
To wake me up in the dark

You need the smell of morning coffee
The sound of somber mourning families
On your TV

Chorus

I want to ride the trees growing
To breeze-blowing heights
I'd meet the slate blue sky

You bring your lunch in a brown paper bag
A hag wrinkles slowly and slowly's
How it's always done
But I'm already done

Red Plaid Shirt

She was new to high school and impressionable
He wore a red plaid shirt that was exceptional
Things progressed exactly as they usually do
When I met her they were broken up and she was on her way to school
With the shirt already tucked into her bags

She said she didn't steal it
But knew she was gonna keep it for a while
If it ever starts to hurt
She just wears her red plaid shirt
And feels alright

I had just come out to university
In the early days, when drinking was the worst on me
I was caught outside once in a rainstorm
On the way to her party, and so I needed clothes
And the shirt was warm upon my back

I swore I wouldn't steal it
But knew I was gonna keep it for a while
If it ever starts to hurt
I just wear my red plaid shirt
And feel alright

You moved to my apartment for the summer
I went home and thought no more about her
Crossing on the shores of my Lake Wobegon
You found it in my closet and you thought you'd try it on
And the shirt was gone when I came back

You said you didn't steal it
But I know you're gonna keep it for a while
If it ever starts to hurt
Just wear your red plaid shirt and feel alright
If it ever starts to hurt
Just wear your red plaid shirt and feel alright

January February

You gave a lot, I gave a little
You played guitar, I played the fiddle
And I didn’t know what you’d do when we hit it big
You’d write the music, I’d write the words
It didn’t matter, ‘cause no one ever heard
Except your mom came down to watch our first gig

At grad we played a song for them
Quick to applaud, and to condemn
And I didn’t see you before I had to leave
You came around to my new friends
I knew the party had to end
When I saw the chevron on your jacket sleeve

Chorus:
I still have your rhyming dictionary
My imaginary adversary, voluntary military
Honorary burial at an arbitrary mortuary
January, February, temporary solitary

Your father told me that you’re gone
Then why is your light always on?
The windowpane broke with a rock, but the blinds stayed drawn
I dreamed you came to our old school
It was too late, woke up in April
I don’t know why that’s in here, it doesn’t rhyme

Chorus

Dry-eyed sigh can’t satisfy the sky x2

Left out of Letters

Chorus:
You asked me what I left out of the letters
But I know better than to try and answer that
In those cluttered, buried, dusty days
I picked up what you threw away
And kept it like a secret
Now you ask me to repeat it, I say

I'll use simple words and let you sing along
It doesn't matter what just make it up
You know you can't be wrong and
Why...don't you need an education?
Why...don't you take your medication?
Why...don't you know he's on probation?
Why...don't you just try masturbation?

Chorus

And if my manuscript is nondescript and bland
If it makes no sense at all
Will you still tell me you understand and
Why...do you put up with my nonsense?
Why...don't I feel I have a conscience?
Why...'s it have to be so hard to say
The words I'm not sure if I mean, I mean

Chorus

I'll do my best to hone
Your soul your wit and charm
To be sure it's hearts not bones
So no one's been done any real harm
Why...do I feel I'm in a movie?
Why...do I know you see right through me?
Why...do I think there's nothing worse than
Why... have I never told you this in person?