Month Of Trickery

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Alida Kinnie Starr Pierre (born 1970) is a Canadian singer-songwriter from Calgary, Alberta. Her music, which blends hip hop and alternative rock, has been described as "hip hop aggro groove". Her songs have been included on the soundtracks for the TV series The L Word and the movie Thirteen. She was nominated for the Juno Award for New Artist of the Year in 2004. more »

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Now august that year'd been the month of trickery|With long and sour spaces bewitching me|And leaving me up in the air with no space for my wings|But then again down in the rock trying to make sense of things|And i had driven the lines|Watched the roads turn pink|Spent days in a haze with too much time to think|And I dropped blotter and swam in the water by myself|Or with my brother in my arms we spoke open for the health|Of friendship, unity of our blood and kin|And we are both strong drummers cause rhythm lies within|Friendship, unity of our blood and kin|And we are both strong drummers cause rhythm lies within|Friendship, unity of our blood and kin|And we are both strong drummers cause rhythm lies within|Friendship, unity of our blood and kin|And we are both strong drummers cause rhythm lies within|His hands, my hands, and his heart and my heart|And by the moonlight I cut off his dreads|To make a start, a brand new beginning|I know this and am willing to compromise settle down|And maybe just realize those who mean most|And those who are the closest|Those who will continue to twist my spirit into|A ghostlike resemblance of strength and of soul|Can take their ego-tripping lies unto themselves and their own goals|Ghostlike resemblance of strength and of soul|Can take their ego-tripping lies unto themselves and their own goals|Ghostlike resemblance of strength and of soul|Can take their ego-tripping lies unto themselves and their own goals|Ghostlike resemblance of strength and of soul|Can take their ego-tripping lies unto themselves and their own goals|Of misusing and abusing the love which had been given|To them with stupid trust, OK, I guess I'm just a beginner|A beginner, a beginner, a beginner in the game called love|A beginner in the game called love|A beginner in the game called love|A beginner in the game called love|But I have given myself a new chance|To stand tall, protect those around me|Like my brother, he won't fall|Cause he is too strong and he is too fine to let the wine drown him|Too strong and too fine for vacant friends to frown upon him|Cause he is too strong and he is too fine to let the wine drown him|Too strong and too fine for vacant friends to frown upon him|As he rises to the top, to the tippy top|Now he is like gold and his lustre will never stop|Spinning and shining and growing and climbing|Spinning and shining and growing and climbing|Spinning and shining and growing and climbing|Spinning and shining and growing and climbing|Spinning and shining and growing and climbing|Spinning and shining and growing and climbing|Spinning and shining and growing and climbing|Spinning and shining and growing and climbing|Spinning and shining and growing and climbing|And I will rehearse this verse to make sure|That my timing is perfect like his smile|No it never lies and perfect like his eyes|That are his never failing alibi|And so I guess yes, that had been a good month|And now I watch the clouds shadow land below that looks|Proud to be green it looks proud to be seen and|From that brand new beginning i have made sense of things|Proud to be green it looks proud to be seen and|From that brand new beginning i have made sense of things||But then the clouds rush out to foggify my clear mind|And stuff that spelled itself out has gotten caught in the spellbinding spins|That get my heartstrings wrapped around eachother in a blunder|And they are ready to be snapped as soon as one pulls another|Or I shift my weight of mind decide to love another|Leave an old love behind it's not easy, believe me|Love and sex intertwine to make things sharp|Bright as one kind of shifting twisting vision|Arms and legs holding precision torsos melting into la-la land|But the mind's more important and the loving follows after|With hands and lips on skin and that starts a whole new chapter|Oh, my god, I must have dreampt that|My chapter was complete, had me a boy/man with a keen mind|And he spun me like a sweet chocolate treat|And i was wrapped around his candystick|

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