Weakerthans lyrics my favourite lyrics

They're tearing up streets again. They're building a new hotel.

The Mayor's out killing kids to keep taxes down, and me and

my anger sit folding a paper bird, letting the curtains turn to

beating wings. Wish I had a socket-set to dismantle this

morning. And just one pair of clean socks. And a photo of

you. When you get off work tonight, meet me at the

construction site, and we'll write some notes to tape to the

heavy machines, like "We hope they treat you well. Hope you

don't work too hard. We hope you get to be happy

sometimes." Bring your swiss-army knife, and a bottle of

something, and I'll bring some spraypaint and a new deck of

cards. Hey I found the safest place to keep all our

tenderness. Keep all our bad ideas. Keep all our hope. It's

here in the smallest bones, the feet and the inner-ear. It's

such an enormous thing to walk and to listen. I'd like to fall

asleep to the beat of you breathing in a room near a

truckstop on a highway somewhere. You are a radio. You are

an open door. I am a faulty string of blue christmas lights.

You swim through frequencies. You let that stranger in, as I'm

blinking off and on and off again. We've got a lot of time. Or

maybe we don't, but I'd like to think so, so let me pretend.

These are my favourite chords. I know you like them too.

When I get a new guitar, you can have this one and sing me

a lullaby. Sing me the alphabet. Sing me a story I haven't

heard yet.