All you treasure's in a bag,
Can't go back,
You lost the map,
Twisted trees,
No evergreens,
Beckon,
This way is peace.
In this wind it's hard to breathe,
Secure the cardboard canopy,
Crystal blue eyes, heavenly,
Remind us all,
It could be me.
Called by the dawn,
The outline of a memory drawn in the fog,
Cathedral silhouettes, no place for the lost,
Forever passing by.
Fooled by a dream,
A victim of the dice, bereft of belief,
A shuffling shadow, hollow, drifts with the stream,
That flows into the light.
So maybe you're alone,
Or maybe there's a million lost on the same road,
Dragging skeletons and clawing the stone,
Clutching every straw so tight.
Don't forget who you are,
You're a superman, a star,
So you've got nothing left,
Remember nothing's kept,
And nothing's evergreen,
Come on and part the sea.
So you feel every story alive in the dusty air,
It's everywhere, everywhere,
Every hill leads to paradise,
Man there's no coming down,
Where are you now,
Fallen star.
Silver you are,
Come around to us and shine on the path,
We're heading home but broken and starved,
Longing for a sign.
The sun's going down,
The day is ending, there's the last spoken sound,
Find a doorway or retreat underground,
Maybe tomorrow's your time.
Don't forget who you are,
You're a superman, a star.
This posthumous record by the lead singer of the Tragically Hip, containing both electric & acoustic takes, showcases his songwriting gifts. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2020
Slaughter Beach, Dog—a.k.a. Modern Baseball’s Jake Ewald—deliver taut, tuneful indie rock, effortlessly melodic and soaring. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2016