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Boats

by Alexandra Lost

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1.
We walked home under a champagne sky Upon arrival laid our clothes to dry And as I laid my body down I began to hear the sound you hear When something Inside you dies I dreamt that night of lines of people on a road The dust was thick from heavy traffic that had slowed “Where we goin’?” I asked someone And I knew that I was done when he Said something Like “Just get in the line” And in that moment, my legs did not seem to know Just how to move so I could step into that row And as I felt my body freeze I cried out to no one “Please! I need something…” The only word I could find I woke up inside the champagne sky And on a cloud I laid my coat to dry But when I laid my next step down My feet sank into the ground And there was nothing To pull me up but my mind I dreamt that night of lines of people on a road The dust so thick from heavy traffic oh my lord
2.
They’re closin’ down the weekend You built yourself up now you’re weakened By the fall Soon the winter will have you freakin’ About the way you’ve been cheapened Could’ve had it all But you were a seeker, so busy seekin’ Friday night miracles, a Sunday morning doll You could’ve had it all But now the snow it only deepens And they’re shutterin’ the town And closin’ down the weekend You built yourself up now you’re weakened You were a seeker (They’re closin’ down the weekend) So busy seekin’ (They’re closin’ down the weekend) Friday night miracles Sunday morning dolls You’re gonna be, you’re gonna be You’re gonna be freakin’
3.
Living in the land of plenty Walking through the park at noon Filling my cup ‘til I’m empty inside Singing my song to the moon Faking my own identity Stealing my own favourite tune Give myself up to the cops I won’t hide It’s breaking my heart right in two The world it ain’t right Such a dog-gone life We’re at the highest point of the lowest place And they’re ain’t no ending in sight Hardship and want for the many While fortune rains down on the few Setting up shop over enemy lines Singing this is the cross that I choose The world it ain’t right Such a dog-gone life We’re at the highest point of the lowest place And they’re ain’t no ending in sight
4.
Pays perdu 04:02
Si on vit dans ce loop c’est qu’on aime trop On aime trop ce qui nous tue Même si l’ambition du monde c’est nous faire disparaître Un par un I’ll disappear with you On a vu le soleil dans l’abîme de la mer De la mer Un pays perdu C’est une bande magnétique presque devenue poussière Figée dans la pierre Si on vit dans un loop c’est qu’on aime trop Love’s killing me And if this world’s gonna break us Into dust I’ll disappear with you
5.
The Gift 03:12
If I gave you a gift Too heavy to lift Would you know how to hold it? Know how to take that weight and shift Some of it away Lord knows I need a break If you need some words to fight A long November night Will I know how to form them? Know how to phrase those words just right? Give this state a name Lord knows I feel your pain
6.
Another day, we’re on the miracle merry-go-round Come to stay, we’re on empirical, spiritual ground (I’m going home, got to go home) There is a star For every wish we make for every dreamer A falling star For every ill-fated wreck, every believer We’re moving in and moving out It’s all a moving picture show One day you’re someone, and the next you gotsta go We’re moving on and moving through It’s all a magic trick you know Grab onto something Another day, we’re on the miracle merry-go-round Come to stay, we’re on empirical, spiritual ground (I’m going home, gotsta go home) Livin’ so large Like letters in the Santa Monica Mountains Until we fall Back to the source and then we drink from the fountain Round and round and round we go We will not bend we will not bow Hold on to something It’s a moving picture show Round and round and round we go We’re dancing to and skipping fro Grab on to someone
7.
Waiting for a spark to take We dance on waves of glass until they break Golden moon, silver lake With bated breath we count the days December, January, April, May Pink to blue, brown to grey Skipping on the diamond water The hopes of every mother’s daughter And in the fading sun you caught her Casting dreams the moonlight brought her We dance on waves of glass until they break Still soon, not too late Skipping on the diamond water The hopes of every mother’s daughter And in the fading sun you caught her Casting dreams the moonlight brought her
8.
I found a book of maps and directions Of places we’d gone before the world was infected And there was a page onto which it was written The address of a stranger who’d have us for breakfast I drew an old church with its ancient graveyard And wrote out the names of the people who lay there You at the wheel and I at the paper Tried to outrun the rain but could not escape her Words they trail off and thoughts they are scribbles I sometimes get lost and leave right in the middle You at the wheel as the rain gently tapered Then I dropped my pen, we slipped into the vapour Cross out the seasons and tear back the years A fog in the eyes, a song in the ears Oh fabric of names Oh thoughts without weight Climb, you wild vines, Climb over the mind’s hardened gate I found a book of maps and directions Premonitions of danger and fragrant reflections
9.
Boats 05:29
Je rêve d’un temps de lumière et de vent Sans nuage dans le ciel Vogue, vogue au loin Petit printemps dure éternellement Je l’entends dans ma tête Tu chantes Tu chantes Sitting on a clock I wait to be called But I have no name Spinning on a rock my fate slowly drops Like dice to be played And there’s a sound that is makes How can the body sail above the clouds When the heart sinks like a stone To the bottom of the sea?
10.
Dream Angus 04:20
Can you no hush your weepin’ All the wee lambs are sleepin’ Birdies are nestlin', nestlin' together Dream Angus is hirplin’ o’er the heather Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell Angus is here with dreams to sell Hush ye my babe and sleep without fear Dream Angus has brought you a dream my dear List' to the curlew cryin’ Faintly the echoes dyin’ Even the birdies and beasties are sleepin' But my bonnie bairn lies weepin' weepin’ Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell Angus is here with dreams to sell Hush ye my babe and sleep without fear Dream Angus has brought you a dream my dear

credits

released November 19, 2021

LYRICS AND MUSIC BY Alexandra Lost
except Dream Angus (traditional)
PRODUCED BY Alexandra Lost
RECORDING AND MIXING: Simon Paradis
MASTERING: Ryan Morey

ALEXANDRA LOST is Jane Ehrhardt and Simon Paradis

GUEST MUSICIANS:
Cellos on Alexandra’s Dream: Kim Drouin-Radcliffe
Upright bass on Closing Down the Weekend: Luke Dawson
Back vocals on Closing Down the Weekend: Isabeau Valois
Vibraphone on Pays perdu: Jean-Etienne Collin Marcoux

Additional engineering:
Jean-Etienne Collin Marcoux, Simon Gaboury

Recorded at Lost Studios, Château St-Fred, Panthéon de Boilleau and Pantoum.

COVER PHOTO: Jane Ehrhardt

THANKS
Jean-Michel, Jean-Etienne, Vincent K7, Luke & Isabeau, Kim & Simon, Tonio Morin-Vargas (help with piano recordings), Mario Gauvreau, Avatar, Joelle Gagnon, Louis-Bob, Renaud Pilote
Merci à tous ceux et celles qui ont déjà dit que c'était cool la toune ou le show, c'est la meilleure paye (la seule).

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