Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Taps Reversed - Lyrics

-- Christine Fellows and John K. Samson

All the unpaid bills wrestling interest rates
while past due dates wait with their boutonnieres

And the slumping bike
strangled with the lock that we forgot the combination to

The old house drinks everything we hide
and hum sad songs that keep us up all night

With the doorknobs loose
and the pipes that burst
with the fuses blown
and the taps reversed

The calendar requests a meeting to discuss the time we waste
when would be good for you?

And the sidewalk cracks spell the way back home
in one uninterrupted palindrome

The old house keeps all of our receipts
in envelopes secured with rubber bands

Oh the blinking snow
and the dark dispersed
with the smeary moon
with our taps reversed

Note: This is transferred from my old writing collection blog, as I had noticed that it was the most popular page and search referral from Google. Thought it'd be more at home here.

Enjoy; I listened to it numerous times labouring over the different words, and it is a lovely song. It can be found in CBC Radio 3's Make Out Podcast from 2007.