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Campaigning For a Weatherman

by Black Canvas

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1.
Warm Welcome 01:18
2.
Cannon Fear 03:23
Tonight the diggers scrape the walls in search of their lost loves The old painters brush shakes so he hesitates Leaving the canvas blank, white won't wash away Here, wide eyed cannon fear Wish I'd disappear from their eyes Tonight the streets are emptied out, widow crying in her sleep The last book on her shelf, memoir of uncertainties Five hundred pages blank, white won't run away (like all the others did, nobody ever stays) Here, wide eyed cannon fear Wish I'd disappear from their eyes
3.
Swell 04:25
Shades of dark blue held together with glue White paint dribbles over the sky The roof of your chevy, our hearts warm and heavy Nothing to prove just stare at the stars Wouldn't it be nice to freeze this moment Watch ourselves under the dim lit sky Remember this is a gift that can't ever be replaced by love at first site If this is goodbye, sun show me the light Arrows sketched into the sidewalk, no sign or destination, pedaling our feet Clueless, young and naive, our dreams to far to reach Just the gravel underneath Wouldn't it be nice to freeze this moment Watch ourselves under the dim lit sky Remember this is a gift that can't ever be replaced by love at first site It can't stay this way forever, we'll change With rings on our hands pleasure has vanished and is stacked between our trophies and scars We finally know the feeling is never coming back, stapled to nostalgia walls We're nothing but sampled sounds, commercial clowns A bad example, the life that we never wanted to lead, sugar coated for all to see To the one's who are safe in their homes To the one's who are locking their doors We're coming in We're marching in Wouldn't it be nice to freeze this moment Watch ourselves under the dim lit sky Remember this is a gift that can't ever be replaced by love at first site If this is goodbye, sun show me the light
4.
Foundations 04:12
Fight the war Don't you go running from your heart Save yourself Don't you go finding yourself Who are you? Who are you? Bottomless, foundations in doubt Who are you? Blend into the county lines No one tries to define Idleness, before nothing lay your path, open wide Oh stretching mysterious arms Unwinding to choose the unknown Now they have said (we're stuck in between the dirt and the heavens) Who are you? Who are you? Bottomless, foundations in doubt Who are you?
5.
Fugitive 02:53
With a talking bird on my shoulder With an army in my lens I will fight the war within myself, dragging innocent citizens I'll go down, straight down in history winning by a landslide To the water where their carrying the remains, we clap and cry The chorus chants grow louder and louder Parents covering up their kids I look far into the distance, loneliness feels like a sin I'll go to hell, I'll fail the ministry, losing by a landslide To the water where their carrying the remains, they clap and cry
6.
Sleepless on the county lines, teetered on the edge Twenty years spent comfortable, submissive and kind Anchored in safe water Further down Into the sea I drift away helplessly Wake up the sound of sheep impulsively Outlining their paradise, fake smiles and tea (without me) I drift away
7.
North 03:07
Heart turned into stone, leak flooded my home Stem turned into leaf, there's beauty in deceit Tree's don't sway, blue sky covered in dust Hope hanging to fall, buildings scripting the sun Can't fit these feelings between the lines The writer in me left when you arrived Given as a gift, traded for my conscience Embedded in your arms Turned love into fact, made fiction an artifact Quoting words I once knew, memory sustains where I left off In younger days the scene has changed I can see beauty in itself Can't trust these memories of autumn and Christmas eve I've followed them through the summer heat, through the changing of leaves Now all I have is moments, these glorified silences

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released July 15, 2010

Produced by Jack Essenburg and Matthew Murray
Recorded by Jack Essenburg
All lyrics written by Matthew Murray

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