Weakerthans - Greatest Hits Collection Lyrics lyrics

rate me

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. I've got these threads of you and I that I use

to tie my doubts down, and from four times-zones away, still

yesterday, still talking to the past: from the front seat of your

car, gravel road and falling, falling hands and falling star.

Start the engine up. I'd like a new identity. A pseudonym.

Some plastic surgery. Or just a way to disappear. Someone

to write me out of here. I hear you hum an unfamiliar song.

Thought maybe you would come along. Perhaps you'd like to

see some piece of this; my new philosophy is that a crappy

tape deck somewhere plays a greatest hits collection of

strange and tender moments, lost, stranded, and forgotten.

I'll meet you there. (Something I forgot to say: can't find a

way to make this mark more clear. So crack your skull

before you weep, and I'll try to keep some part of me

sincere.)