version 1. another one in the works with different drums & e-guitar line. love these lyrics so just had to share right away with this unfinished version.

LYRICS copyright (C) May 2012

Don't want to explain
Decide who’s to blame
You know better than I do
Rumors are often untrue

It’s hard to find me sometimes
Fall back on the wrong side
Denial’s casting shadow
Sayin’ more than you ought to know

And I hope it confounds you
To know that I’m still here, here waiting

Reasons why abound
Simply act it out
Conditional to my condition
Sets in some confusion

No, I don’t hate you
It’s just that I see right through you

Given who you are
And all that you want
Freedom as a fantasy
Words can’t prove me wrong here

Lyin’ plays tricks on you
Glamour will disappoint you, dissappoint you...

hindsight

cover. do some research.
recorded at home, still, as always, unhappy with the mix.
one of these days, i'll learn to do it right.

simple songs for an absent lover

be my baby

magic

Written while living in Chisasibi, about Chisasibi, hence the clever title.  Like all the other tracks with vocals, this is in pre-production, meaning that most elements are present but that the song is in dire need of a pro-head for mixdown.  Finally found the will to post it December 29, 2014, three years later.

LYRICS copyright (C) September 2011

Bolides over gravel roads
Never mind and never hurry
Watch ‘n learn today
Pass the time

You can’t see no trails left behind here
(No) monuments nor glory

Nine-o-five, sand dragged in the hallways
Swiftly makes it to the cogwheels
Cogwheels cease to turn
And then it starts to rain
Mud trails leadin’ the way time and time again
Who is to blame when the mess as they say is history

Everyday just like yesterday
Must be another way

Northern lights sashay in the widest sky
Hydro tower as the new shrine
Then it starts to snow
The mud trails never show
Where the future goes (and)
Bolides bewilder us and all that appears
Is the end of the road near the Bay

chisasibi

Lyrics copyright (C) November 21, 1988

I really hope you were kidding
I really hope you weren't serious
A black thought tromped by the regret
Of having nothing achieving
You're really going to miss her
She's really going to miss you
Kindness in her devilish eyes
Your blindness perpetrated

The day shows everything old
At night time, it's always cold
Confusion is a word she often uses
And a state she's often into
Making you walk through a minefield
With a knife deeply stuck in the back
You never thought she'd be the one
To make misery out of your manhood

Nothing less could matter
Nothing more than an imposter
Whoever imposing his ideas
May taste her poison/venom later
She needs you back this evening
So religious this obsession
She never means to hurt you though
She surely knows how to provoke you

She needs you back this evening
She's got it all figured out
Somehow agnize her cunning ways
Discern she’s not deserving
I really hope you were kidding
The countless times I've warned you
The joke's on you believe me now
It's not funny to see her laughing

She needs you back this evening… 

obsession

With the help of Pierre Fontaine, we recorded BLIND on his 4-track Fostex... back in 1991.  Salvaged from my old cassette collection, it's (one of) the first songs I did without JFM.

LYRICS copyright (c) 1991

Of course I thought I'd be out of here by now
Looking back only makes it all the more upsetting
One more ounce of courage, one less of wine
One more hazardous step towards open fire

I ask myself: can I speak the truth?
Well the ones who know me best can only guess
A thousand ways to get what I want
A thousand times came running back to me

My father died every night for two years until he passed away
It was painful and fast and forgotten and never mentioned again
And I'm dancing on a tight rope since then
One more hazardous step towards never never land

Is it true i hide my true emotions?
Is it true i cannot face cold hard facts
Well i can't jump the barricade if i see none
This is why you call me blind

blind

Glad I got this one out of my system.

LYRICS (c) Copyright 2012.

My life is in my head
My weary life swallows me whole
I close my eyes; I know where I am
It helps to know (where) you don’t belong

My days pass --- empty
Bask in their most insolent nudity
Such an effortless habit of mine
To mock what I can’t apprehend

I am a man
I am a spaceman
I space out
I am a child
I am a troubled child
I am trouble

My thoughts are never clear
Allows me to curse as i please
An image polite of where I have been
Buries my pride amid memories

I am a mess
I am a bloody mess
I bleed out
I am absent
I am absent minded
Do you mind?

I am now living my death
Why would I want it again
To be swallowed whole by all that surrounds you

Everybody knows, nobody says a word

swallowed

LYRICS (c) Copyright 2014

This day seems long, bereft of friends
While you shall be released
All the ones I've come to know are
Strange to me, refrain from here
Answer please, did I do something wrong?

Forcing myself to blend right in
This is what I need
What I want is what I need
Come closer, to my heart
Even though you never were selfless

It's over now; face the song, be that strong

You'd often sinned without regret
Let yourself be tempted by much
More than what you could ever have ended up with
In the long run, you realized
All past's condemned to follow you around

I’ve made a list of things to say
Before it's time to leave
All the things I ever wanted
You gave to me, slaved for me
Father please accept these apologies

It's over now; face the song, be that strong
It's over now; face the strong, be that song

be that song

Song 4 of 'Soul Cry' demo tape.  (c) copyright 100% Demers.

bass: Phil Demers
guitars: Iain Booth
vocals, drum programming, keyboard lines: Klark

mind of the sleeping

forever in demo state...
one of these days, i'll learn how to produce & mix down properly.

magic

klark