Soak

You always seem to drive
right across my mind
slipping from time to time
on sheets of black ice
that freeze my blood

You know when to stop
where to park
where to drop me off
I cried "now"
I cried "now"
but now was never good enough
I tried to steal you
but you stole me first

Give her the night
to soak
in thoughts of what she’s done
Give her the day
to wake up
with one last chance to run
Give her the house
to stay home
all alone if she wants
Give her the will
to die, to try
to tear up this love
tear up this love

I shudder at your every sound
the way you make me run around
in circles in my head
so many times
I lost count

Drowning in the whirlpools
drifting to the bottom
soaking on your bed
drowning in the whirlpools
drifting to the bottom
drowning in the whirlpools
soaking on your bed

Guitar, vox: Mélisse Lafrance
Bass: Meredith Westlake
Drum programming: Eric Vani



Sixteen

You dragged your feet 
as you broke through the door
caught in your coffee cup
from the night before
black stains
scattered across the floor
they aren’t worth it anymore
you pushed open the fence
 all that’s left in your defense
they will persecute the innocence
when there’s no one left to blame

At sixteen
you packed up your stuff
and you were gone
at sixteen
through the walls climb high
there will be time

Match flares
ash falls lightly to the ground
from the cigarette that you found
in your jacket
you’ve quit
denying what’s been done
there are still streets you haven’t run
and words left unspoken

At sixteen
you packed up your stuff
and you were gone
at sixteen 
though the walls climb high
there will be time

Meeting—
crowds left whispering
stone images
stain and break

And she comes
and she opens the gate
now there’s nothing left to say
relentless anticipation
withdrawal and dislocation
let us go they you and I
oh indeed there with be time*
At sixteen 
you packed up your stuff
and you could have told me

Guitar, vox: Mélisse Lafrance
Guitar: Eric Vani
Bass: Eric Vani



Try my dress on

It’s something we don’t talk about
we declare our shame for it
fashion magazines cause you to doubt
what you are looking for we’ll never fit

And it’s hidden in your darkest hours
you dress up when she goes away
the thought of it has made you cower
if she found she’d thing you were gay

Take these hands
make them soft
learn all about how it feels
to be treated all wrong
beg your wife for all the forgiveness
in the world

Won’t you won’t you won’t you now
try my dress on
won’t you won’t you won’t you now
try my dress on
and dance around

You walk the streets so late at night
they’re scared of you
you don’t know why
you’re scared of yourself
if only they knew
what would the boys at work
go and think of you

Take these hands
make them soft
learn all about how it feels
to be treated all wrong
beg your wife for all the forgiveness
in the world

Won’t you won’t you won’t you now
try my dress on
and dance around
won’t you won’t you won’t you now

Guitar, vox: Mélisse Lafrance
Bass: Eric Vani
Djimbe: Stéphane LeFrançois



More

The nights I turned
the nights I tossed
you were everything I had
everything I lost

When more
is always too much
you wanted more from me
I wanted more from us

You made me soft
I made you guilty
I gave you shame
while you made me pretty

you were my favorite girl

My past melts away
behind the landscape of your face
when I don’t know anything
but I know too much

You stayed out
I stayed in
you came and slept
I’d slept and been

you were my favorite girl

I want your face and I want your skin
I want your works and where they’ve been
I want the itch that I can’t scratch
I want the burn that becomes a rash

Giving you has given out
defaced and lifeless
filed down

you were my favorite girl
and I want more
you were my favorite girl

Guitar, vox: Mélisse Lafrance



Indonesia

They needed some more workers
they can’t find them here
They went to Indonesia
they are cheaper there

And they all need two cars
but this one goes too far
it’s such a low, low price
the cost of third world life

Oh Canada
You lied to me
And now I see

My past has been erased
they lied to my face
another time and place
will store my nuclear waste

And they all need two cars
but this one goes too far
it’s such a low, low price
the cost of human life

Oh Canada
You lied to me
And now I see

Guitar, vox: Mélisse Lafrance
Bass: Meredith Westlake



Being Finite and All

I think I miss you and I don’t know what to do
You look little bit like every one around you
You can’t keep up with everything that they say you need
Tour back’s a billboard boy and you don’t know what it means

Yes I have something to say
before you fade away
you should get out of the mall
being finite and all
Yes I have something to say
before you fade away
you should get out of the mall
being finite and all

And our whole family is wrapped in a Big Mac
They stole your culture girl and they’re not giving it back
Now Uncle Ronald and Brother WalMart have made their buck
They’ve got your money, honey, and they don’t give a fuck

And they swoop like vultures
in this mall culture
they have come to take you away
unto the USA

The swoop like vultures
in this mall culture
they have come to take you away
unto the USA

You and me
USA
You and me
Never again

Guitar, vox: Mélisse Lafrance
Guitar, bass, back-up vox: Eric Vani
Djimbe, Hi-hat: Stéphane Lafrançois



Disappiontment

Don’t explain
I’ve heard it all
you were too tired
tied up drunk messed up
to call

You tell me things
I don’t believe you at all
I ask you again and again to catch me
and again and again
you watch me fall

Your thoughtlessness
the cross that I bear
You say you were just being honest
I say that was the wrong answer

You said you’d come
don’t you know that I waited
I watched the clock turn seventeen times over
and every time I was disappointed


I don’t, I don’t think at all
I don’t, I don’t think at all
I sit, paint over your walls
I sit, sit and watch you crawl
I sit, sit and watch you fall
I don’t, I don’t think at all
I don’t, I don’t think at all…

Guitar, vox: Mélisse Lafrance
Electric guitar: Eric Vani
Bass: Meredith Westlake



Unbeautiful

You say I’m beautiful
said it too many times
our touch is loud but dull
and nothing unconfined

You saw we’re beautiful together
but then you wonder why
you can touch but you can’t taunt
you can have but you can’t want

How unbeautiful I am
you’ll never really know
I will never tell you
and it will never show
how unbeautiful I am
you’ll never really know
cause I come and go

You say I’m beautiful
I’ve been blurried and I can’t think
you say I’m beautiful
and I’ve had too much to drink

You say I’m beautiful
with such beautiful pain stained across you in vain
You can touch but you can’t taunt
you can have but you can’t want now

How unbeautiful I am
you’ll never really know
I will never tell you
and it will never show
how unbeautiful I am
you’ll never really know
cause I come and go

I can touch but I can’t taunt
I can have but I can’t want
I can need but I can’t sleep
I can need but I can’t sleep

Guitar, vox: Mélisse Lafrance



Tug-of-Rope

I’ve been looking for a mirror
to look at me
to break;
I’ve been looking for someone
who doesn’t know enough to say
that I kept you in a safe place
so far away from me
that I kept you in a safe place
where we will never go to waste

And I know
that I’m more
than just misunderstood
And I know
that I’m more
than the did or the said or the would

making love is like horoscopes
real enough for us both
making love is 
a tug-of-rope

You should take apart your memory
clear yourself of the remnants
you should give yourself the night to soak
in the morning you’ll be done with it
it’s time to take you right back home
you’ve got the day to lie
to deny
parking ticket on the window shield
your face is blank but pretending shy

And I know
that I’m more
than just misunderstood
And I know 
that I’m more
than the did or the said or the would

making love is like horoscopes
real enough for us both
making love is
a tug-of-rope

Guitars, vox: Mélisse Lafrance
Bass: Meredith Westlake



Fiction II

Tell me what you’ll take tonight
so I’ll know what to take back
tell me how I look tonight
cause I have often wondered that

When I’ll have left my mark
(and) my openness is stark
when I see you lying there
I can’t fair

I compare
my needs with your wants
what I can give with 
what you’ve got
the symmetry of every sleeping thought

The poetry is gone
when I see you lying there
I can’t fair

So tell me where we’ll go tonight
so I can find a ride back
tell me how I look tonight
cause I have often wondered that

The rigidity of chance
my pride your circumstance
when I see you lying there
I can’t fair

I compare
my needs with your wants
what I can give with
what you’ve got
the symmetry of every sleeping thought

The poetry is gone
when I see you lying there
and my desire’s dead
I guess I lied

Guitar, vox: Mélisse Lafrance
Drums: Stéphane LeFrançois
Bass: Meredith Westlake



Fiction I

You say that things have changed for you
you don’t see me the way you used to
You say I am no more than fiction
and fiction’s not enough

So I wait another night
my sheets grip me like a vice
do my vices not grip you
even enough to think twice

For you
here are my casual lamentations
should have refused the invitation
to talk to you
though you fill me up with want
make my body burn so hot

Why do you do these things to me
leave me with nothing but my needs
how much do I do to myself
how much can I take back

My hair glued to my forehead
my words glued to my tongue
my hands glued to the café table
I’ve crawled too long to run

To you
here are my casual lamentations
should have refused the invitation
to talk to you
though you fill me up with want
make my body burn so hot

After all these years of thinking
I want what can break
I have come this far to realize
that only fiction is at stake

Guitars, vox: Mélisse Lafrance
Bass: Eric Vani


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