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Summerhill Station
03:18
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When I'm lost at sea
Your eyes are all I see
Your eyes are all I see
The haze and the heat
They get the best of me
They get the best of me
She sells cellphones down by the subway
I make eyes at her while I'm waiting to pay
And I wanna say
CHORUS:
At Summerhill Station we're gonna take a ride
Summerhill Station the sun is gonna shine
In the summertime oh won't you be mine
The days turn to weeks
They get away from me
They get away from me
She paints toenails and packs a suitcase
I play ukulele singing down by the bay
It's a beautiful day
CHORUS
I'm lost at sea
You get the best of me
You get the best of me
CHORUS
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2. |
Olly Oxen Free
03:42
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Ever since we were kids you always had the upper hand
You got away with murder wink
I'd put you on the defensive, make you take the stand
But simon says that's wishful thinking
I saw that stunt that you pulled, I saw you crossing the line
I saw you pulling the wool over everyone's eyes
I saw you bending the rules when you captured the flag
I saw you moving around in a game of freeze tag
Yeah I spy with my little eye
And I'm calling foul tonight
Chorus
Olly oxen free, olly olly oxen free
Olly oxen free, oxen free
You're too big to fall, and it's too close to call
Olly oxen free, olly olly oxen free
Olly oxen free, oxen free
I hide the best out of all my peers, I'm undefeated
Marco polo marco polo
Catch a tiger by the toe, bro, you can't prove that I cheated
Yolo, oh no, yolo, oh no
I saw that stunt that you pulled, I saw you crossing the line
I saw you pulling the wool over everyone's eyes
I saw you bending the rules when you captured the flag
I saw you moving around in a game of freeze tag
Yeah I spy with my little eye
And in a game of paper, scissors, rock
We will rock it like we don't know
Like we don't know how to stop
We don't know how to stop
We don't know
Chorus
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3. |
Not Today
03:45
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4. |
Family Tree
04:49
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I'm on my way
Today you'll say, I'm sorry
I think we've done
Something no one, has thought of
You got away with it and I'll never tell
You've got a way with me, I'm under your spell
We're in a club
Here in the public library
We're not too loud
We're not allowed to ever be
You got away with it and I'll never tell
You've got a way with me, I'm under your spell
Maybe, I'll find my family
Climb the family tree
I say, love the ones you hate
The ones you love can wait
The sun, won't forget to shine
Triggers in my mind
You got away with it and I'll never tell
You've got a way with me, I'm under your spell
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Birds
03:23
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You fly like, it’s effortless to touch the sky
You soar like it’s high time we all admired you body’s a hollow tube
Those feathers are water proof
You dive like a knife cuts through the reasons why
You glide like the laws of God might not apply
It rains but you’re alive
You survive; you fly
You sing like you’re pleased with everything in sight
In the trees where you alight
for seasons at a time
You survive; you fly
You fly like a bird away
Fly like a bird away
Fly like a bird away
You fly like a bird away
Fly like a bird away
Fly like a bird away
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Tokyo Drift
03:02
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Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, sliding down the road, I
I didn't see the boy there.
He hit my passenger side,
When I took a turn going to wide, and they said to me,
What a stupid thing to do, how dare you practice that in the street
My Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid.
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
The kid rolled away,
Got up brushed himself off, he was okay.
I said the kid was okay, so I drove away,
I just hope he did not get my license plate
My Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid.
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
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7. |
This Spells Trouble
04:06
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8. |
Julie
02:56
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Wake up at twelve, regret the night before
Have a shower, get cleaned up, start your day
Meet a friend for lunch, you always meet a friend for lunch
You have lunch, and of course you pay
Walk the streets, a couple of hours
Check in, drop off the key
It's not easy crashing on a couch for seven days
In a city you don't know
It's a stranger of a friend of a friend
Who is still a stranger
You're playing guest to his tour guide the whole day
You make eye contact for a bit too long
You never get to the point
No rhythm in this conversation
You walk in silences
Nighttime comes, you coil your cash
Together you hit a bar
A dark lit room with a bunch of couches
Stained from the nights before
You meet a group of people; you're introduced to them simultaneously
You do your best to memorize all the names
After the final hello, you focus on just one name
This is the name you'll use throughout the rest of the night
Everyone else you'll by with calling them pronouns you learned on an HBO crime drama
When you think the drunken strangers are onto your game
You say the one name you know loudly
So loud it's clear you're one of them:
Julie
You spend the rest of the night creating similarities
Where few are found
You drink more and more with the little cash you have
You slip into pitchers of beer when no one is looking
The night goes on, people leave
There's more seats at the table
You pair up into smaller bunches of conversations, three or four
You create more intimate connections with people whose names you still don't know
A girl at the table who was interested in a guy who has already left
seems to be more interested in you now than she ever was before
You pull her aside; the conversation becomes more intimate
You talk about what you wish you could have been
As the night progresses, it seems you are a pair
You slip off to meet her in the bathroom
But she's too nervous, why press it
You return to the table, everyone is leaving
You say you will leave as well
You look to her, but she's not making eye contact
You descend down the stairs as you all leave in a group
As the twelve of you depart in different directions, she lingers
You wave off your friend, and linger as well
Together you walk home to her house, and share a night in her bed
The next morning you wake up, have a shower, walk the streets
And then drop off a key to your new found femal
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Brunswick Project Toronto, Ontario
52 SONGS. 52 WEEKS.
Brunswick Project is weekly music release from two of Toronto's most unique
voices, Steve Cruickshank and Joel Buxton
Listen for a new track on Soundcloud every Tuesday, with 8 song EPs released bi-monthly on Bandcamp.
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