A wounded deer leaps the highest

This photograph was shot in Paris in honour of Lindsay Dobbin. Love to you in the wilds of Canada's north dear friend, sister. I carry your light with me wherever I roam.

Said the gramophone

And you'll be saying home at last

No looking back, no turning into salt

I knew by the time on the stove

Don't act broken even when you're broken

Thank god you're timeless because my watch got stolen

You're where all the poets go, you're where all the ashes blow

I read the signs, I got all my stars aligned. My amulets, my charms

As for me, I have to agree, I'm fickle as a paper doll

The animal's national anthem (as performed on Noah's Arc)

I hope your open sign is blinking still

Many people wanna make money, make love, make friends, make peace with death

Jesus saves, I spend

Falling against the lonely tenement has set my mind to wander

Write a song, I'll sing along

I spent the summer wasting

You only need to change your mind

I lost the wonder I found

I am on my feet, I'll be dancing slow

"This unique creation represents a singular achievement in Maltese prehistoric art. This beautifully rendered figure of the reclining lady was discovered in pit in one of the painted galleries of the Hal Saflieni Hypogeum. Often hailed as a ‘sleeping mother goddess’, the figure may well be an eloquent representation of Death or the eternal sleep." - The Malta National Museum of Archaeology

They try to sell me holy books but I can see their eyes are wild

I'd like to tell my story before I turn into gold

The best band in the land

Love is touching souls, surely you touched mine

I don't need to take a breather, I'm on the outside lookin' out

On the back of a cartoon coaster I drew a map of Canada

What were you building when you had to go?

In streams of light I clearly saw the dust you seldom see

For now, I need your hidden your hidden love

When I left they were sleeping, I hope you run into them soon

In spite of all the damage I've done

You were shapes, you were rhythms

What are they doing in Heaven today?

Maybe I'm just too demading

Sugar, sugar, you are my candy girl

I kissed a sailor, said he was the sea

Waves of change through a glass of sand

Is it better to be grounded? Is it better to be free?

All the ladies quit calling them back

She's out in the park conducting the birds

I've been learning to try my whole life

I've got my pride but got no money

With no particular purpose or reason