Can't Trust the Angels
The code of silence was refracted in Cinderella’s shoes
The gospel truth had to be retracted on the six o’clock news
To put a decent spin on this I had to scrape and scrimp
You know the veterans of this war of words all talk with a limp
And it’s been cold around here
Cold down in the trenches
Cold behind the walls of power
Or sleeping on park benches
Can’t leave your guard outside the door
Can’t trust the angels anymore
Can’t trust the angels anymore
With the cut-off ends of violence I’ve been most politely slaughtered
Resurrected on the islands and baptized in troubled waters
Charity is a virtue when you’re getting in your licks
But she’s so quick to desert you once you’ve turned up all your tricks
And it’s been rough around here
Rough around the edges
Rough at the kitchen tables
And out on the high ledges
No love can't save us like before
Can’t trust the angels anymore
Can’t trust the angels anymore
Inch by inch I’m being driven back hard against the shore
The things that I’ve forgiven don’t count as sins anymore
The people I could talk to never turn up on the street
I fall right back to pieces every time I feel complete
And it’s been hell around here
Hell at the twelfth station
Hell inside the churches
And among the congregations
Cause the god of love's the god of war
Can’t trust the angels anymore
Can’t trust the angels anymore
Whipping Horses
Well the wind was whipping horses
Throwing shadows on me
Until I thought the sky was moving
Instead of the trees
I'd begun to fear the worst
Hadn't seen you in a while
Then you blow the place wide open
In an atom bomb of style
Well I don't think I can make it
Through another day without you
Even though I know
Your love will never be true
I get distracted by the voices
That speak from you to me
All your words run off like horses
Spooked by destiny
You've got laughter in your pocket
And the morning on your shoes
You look at things as choices
But you never have to lose
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The force of love is greatest
When it falls back down to earth
I put my back in to it
And you don't know what it's worth
You're lost here on the land
Like a bird with a broken wing
You're a lion in the winter
And a kitten in the spring
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Driving Without Daisy
Cleaning out my room
Leaving Saskatoon
I tucked a note in the strings of that old guitar
People say I'm crazy
Driving without Daisy
And yes it's a self-inflicted wound but then they always are
'Cause her love rose up like a second sun
She's a white sand beach and a glass of rum
And I'm a paper tiger
All crumpled up beside her
The radio says it's Fahrenheit 451
The radio says it's Fahrenheit 451
3 a.m. streets
The bars where I cut my teeth
The white line's shootin' like an arrow right through my heart
I hope she got my note
Daisy without a doubt
I'd have stuck around but I'd hate to see you torn apart
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And Daisy without a doubt
I'll never figure this one out
Driving without Daisy
Driving without Daisy
Driving without Daisy
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