Decide Not to Decide (1999, listen)
From the tip of my tongue to the tip of my toe
With a single glance from you anything will go
We own this bar tonight and we own this whole city
When you own the world it's hard to think that it's pretty
But war is far off tonight you're my comrade unarmed
If you see your reflection I'm sure that I am charmed
Don't write me off my friend 'cause you'll pay twice in the end
And I'm not going home alone tonight Never was an advocate of rational thinking
I did a lot of stare and think and stare and think and stare and think
I'll buy another round of whatever you are drinking
And decide not to decide anything at all
Mary is five and she plays with G.I. Joe
Mommy won't find out if she keeps her voice down low
All the other girls have a pink carriage in tow
And little Mary smiles cause she's the only one who knows
If Billy played with dolls they'd kick sand in his eyes
And no one would help him, because a big boy is not supposed to cry
What if I was Mary and you were little Bill
Could we spend the night together hold the interrogator's drill Never was an advocate of loving and leaving
I guess I'm not strong enough to love and leave and love and leave
I couldn't live without his voice or the sound of his breathing
So I learned not to love anyone at all
So maybe I'm tired and nothing tempts me anymore
Nothing makes me laugh the way I laughed long before
Or maybe I grew out of dressing in and dressing up
Or maybe I grew too much forgot to tell myself to stop
But I never joined the army so I guess I haven't lost
Somewhere in my childhood my will to fight got tossed
And you were beaten out of your bangles and your braids
I guess there's more to learning life then competing for good grades Never was an advocate of learning and losing
My memory is weak so I must learn and lose and learn and lose
This bar is getting crowded maybe we should go cruising
And learn not to lose any time at all
Take it away
Take it away
The pain
And give me ten fold
This love
Wedding Dance (2000, listen)
The summer falls to the wayside of the autumn
As I drive our tired bodies from the church
And you forgot your smokes at the candy store where you bought 'em
I don't tell you 'cause I like to watch you search
The leaves start to blush like the cheeks upon my head
As the setting sun shines patterns on your skin
We're playing I Spy something, you spy something that is red
Makes my wonder what I gotta do to win with you *She's a lovely bride
He loves her so much
He's rendered helpless
He's a slave to her touch
And If I ate my pride
Would you spare me a glance
And hold me much tighter
In this wedding dance
The moon is on the rise, pie-eyed up above
And the Christmas lights are bringing out the hazel in your eyes
Faces leaking joy, as the room debates of love
You are dancing, you are handsome, you are infinitely wise *Chorus
Ghosts of Toronto (1999, listen)
Why did you have to die on the streets of Toronto
Were you tired of carving a place?
Were you weary of seeing the depth in the shadow
Of a boy who was losing his face?
Some women give favours in alleyways
Some men can live off vermouth
But the ghosts of Toronto are living off pennies
From the dusty pawn shop of their youth
And I thought you could be alive
So I gave you my air
And when I was through digging through your dirt
I discovered that nothing was there
So you came to rest with the ghosts of Toronto
With the sidewalk baring your name
Leaving the saints and believers in mourning
And a family shrouded in shame
Eyes of Me (2001, listen)
I love to watch your naked body
I love to trace the scars on your skin
From where your growing pains have been
The mirror offers no protection
From your ecstatic imperfections
You'll never know how beautiful my eyes insist you are
I will orbit you like a satellite
When you avert your eyes
I'll land my mouth on the craters in your thighs
To probe the mountains and the rivers
Until the heat gives you the shivers
And you cover the world with a blanket of snow *I want to be the blood that's under your command
To be under your skin
And make you understand
Toss your TV from the second floor
And burn your magazines
Until you see how perfect you are
Through the eyes of me
You keep your portrait on your fridge
Held up by a magnet
So when you see it you'll remember that you're not supposed to eat
What a flawless weight loss program
Leave your excess in the attic
To hell with all of this stupid nuveau therapy *Chorus
Tonight you're everything to me
Despite such imperfect beauty
We right these wrongs
When we write these songs
And you're right, so right
You're right *Chorus
