Two Tunes Live

Recorded at Emily Carr University of Art + Design

Freighter

I wish God would come down through this popcorn ceiling
I wish God would buy me a great big car
Dosing off in this swollen logging town as the train rocks back and forth
I dream of bloodsport and hopping on a tanker ship

I'm stuck
I'm stuck inside with the sun slicing through the blinds
Burning stripes on to me
Burning stripes on to me

Such a generous performer
Such a generous performer
Such a generous performer
Such a generous performer

Such a generous performer
Such a generous performer
Such a generous performer

Rubble Mover

I would like
To run away
I would like
To ditch my phone somewhere
I look out
At the street
I see moss
And tired feet
I met a rubble mover
He tore up gas stations
He saw the trails of flame with his excavators teeth

I hear the news from you
I see what you wrote
The wheels have fallen off
And now
You're gonna have to walk

It hasn't been the same
Since all the dust got kicked up
Since I saw that video
Since I saw the bleed
Watch the spires form
From rebar and mistake
I see it all
I'm shaked down for harm

Even with the machines
It's all so primitive
Even with the talk
It's all so primitive
Even with the rockets
It's all so primitive
Even with the guns
It's all so primitive
Even from afar
It's all so primitive
Even from afar
It''s all so primitive
Even from afar

From a

It's all so

It's all so