Beaver Island Time

Steve Kilbey & Martin Kennedy - Lorelei (by kilbeykennedy)

(Happy Birthday Mom!) He looked beneath his shirt today There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide From the wound a lovely flower grew From somewhere deep inside He turned around to face his mother To show her the wound in his breast that burned like a brand But the sword that cut him open Was the sword in his mother’s hand Every day another miracle Only death will tear us apart To sacrifice a life for yours I’d be the blood of the lazarus heart The blood of the lazarus heart Though the sword was his protection The wound itself would give him power The power to remake himself at the time of his darkest hour She said the wound would give him courage and pain The kind of pain that you can’t hide From the wound a lovely flower grew From somewhere deep inside Every day another miracle Only death will keep us apart To sacrifice a life for yours I’d be the blood of the lazarus heart The blood of the lazarus heart Birds on the roof of my mother’s house I’ve no stones that chase them away Birds on the roof of my mother’s house Will sit on my roof some day They fly at the window, they fly at the door Where does she get the strength to fight them anymore She counts all her children as a shield against the pain Lifts her eyes to the sky like a flower in the rain Every day another miracle Only death will keep us apart To sacrifice a life for yours I’d be the blood of the lazarus heart The blood of the lazarus heart

beauty day, eh? on the ferry in Howe Sound, BC

Gluten freeeeeeeeeeeee

Are you honest when no one's looking? Can you summon honey from a telephone? They sat there with their hooks in the water and their moustaches caked with airplane glue. o come let us adore them California overboard when the sun sets on the ghetto all the broken stuff gets cold. Smith and Jones forever! Smith and Jones forever! Smith and Jones forever together forever and ever. Build a stage for Autumn's bitch. They walk the alleys in duct tape shoes. They see the things they need through the windows of a hatchback The alleys are the footnotes of the avenues. o come let us adore them California overboard holding up their trousers with extension cords. (chorus) I've got two tickets to a midnight execution. We'll hitchhike our way from Odessa to Houston and when they turn on the chair something's added to the air when they turn on the chair something's added to the air forever

At pebbles restaurant with the family!

There are some amazing totems in Sechelt

Great spot in Sechelt for Pho

Squeaky swings and tall grass  The longest shadows ever cast  The water's warm and children swim  And we frolicked about in our summer skin  I don't recall a single care  Just greenery and humid air  Then Labor day came and went  And we shed what was left of our summer skin  On the night you left I came over  And we peeled the freckles from our shoulders  Our brand new coats so flushed and pink And I knew your heart I couldn't win Cause the season's change was a conduit  And we'd left our love in our summer skin

You jewel. You sudden lil scrapper You song I razed before:  You pull somebody in where the story begins: How did I ever wake up from that MUNI-island night,  Up the hill & through the town?  I just slipped away somehow. Though we slip away our days, I know it's stronger. Dear Lucky Mess: I'll tell ya, while we linger along our years,  From your perfect, sound position, I can hear your heart from here. Hasn't it always seemed to be the truth that lays us down?  Well, the truth is (tonight, anyway), I truly want you,  But I'll still slip away somehow.  Though we slip away our days, I know it's stronger.  Is that an angel or a bomb that drives your name across the stars between our hearts tonight? Hey There, Thunderhead: I heard you've seen a liltle rain!  Did you let your angel burn out like some pipeload under a flame?  I know we've all had our visions, but, we've been moonless, too:  I guess I shoulda known by now, we'd just slip away somehow. Though we slip away our days, I know it's stronger.  Is that an angel or a bomb that drives your name across the stars between our hearts tonight?

The European Female I knew she was a feline She moved with ease and grace Her green eyes they held mystery No emotion on her face he speaks her lips are kissing The air around her face I don't always understand her But I love her air and grace The European female she is here The European female's here We'll be together for a thousand years And do you really fear That you might fall I saw her in the Strasse And in the Rue as well Pursued her in the high street She had me in her spell

Twilight fades  Through blistered Avalon  The sky's cruel torch  On aching autobahn  Into the uncertain divine  We scream into the last divine  you make me real  you make me real  strong as I feel  you make me real  Sheila rides on crashing nightingale  Intake eyes leave passing vapor trails  With blushing brilliance alive  Because it's time to arrive  you make me real  you make me real  strong as I feel  you make me real  Lately I just can't seem to believe  Discard my friends to change the scenery  It meant the world to hold a bruising faith  But now it's just a matter of grace  A summer storm graces all of me  Highway warm sing silent poetry  I could bring you the light  And take you home into the night  You make me real  Lately I just can't seem to believe  You make me real  Discard my friends to change the scenery  Strong as I feel  It meant the world to hold a bruising faith  You make me real  But now it's just a matter of grace