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diminishes 
Basic human communication vanishes
Broken glasses and jewelry litter the floor
Clothes tattered, hunched over
Clutching a broken chair leg
With

Of the cosmos
Select their subject 
With knowledge of the grave
Chosen to bring the end
To lead the beasts to slaughter 
A tattered corpse stands above 
Watching

cascades
Counting all the days away
Crashing screams at fresh decay
Mixing all forgotten senses

Lenses glare refracted light
Tattered curtains dusty fright

Trapped in a place, kissed love away Taken ecstasy, to get you on a plane
Painted tattered face inside a jagged way makes you happy inside your

She fell off of the rooftop again
She can't feel the wind blowing
Oh yes
Up her tattered dress
She's going to make a mess
When she hits the bottom
Oh

on your own
Lips frozen, trembling dope fiend, your Mother's eyes and tattered clothes
Your mind's quaking, soul's in slivers, on the loose and out

She'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes
And they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones
So scared to be alone

a tattered glance
Love can make you very cold
But tonight, I won't let go
Bathroom blues, we kiss
Bathroom blues, my weakness
Bathroom blues, we kiss
Bathroom

Trust Yourself

Blue Rodeo

Greatest Hits, Vol. 1

2001

you down
You know that it's true
Nobody led you on
They left that to you
Now you'll be alone
When the sun comes up
With your tattered little

Flirting with collapse
A pile of aching bones
One look around the room
Proves that I'm not alone
Tattered wills and sweat-stained clothes
Clinging

with nothin' but an apple core
I'm as ripped-torn as tattered clothes scattered with the dirt on the floor

Raging waters spit upon the tattered and torn apparel
Billowing winds carry the cries of a thousand failed journeys before him

Struggling mindlessly

gonna do
Wish I was enough, this is the best that I could do
I'm at my full potential, this is me out my cocoon
I want you to touch my tattered wings

Command was handed over to us
Generals made of blood and dust
Standards flown high in tattered sky
Chimera come to kill at our side
Fantasy of a safe land

Russian fables
Ain't so pretty
Overloaded rifles singing
Fine old ladies
Dressed in formal
I finer site to see
Drunken old men
In tattered jackets

I'm following the darkness
Turned into the heartless
Fill me up with hate
And unleash me to the world alone

Maybe I'm the one
Tattered and beaten
Lost

Sold myself my devil
Found the abyss relentless
In tattered veil's
The breach is broken
Crawl back innocent
Bruised not broken
Hear this now
Heal it all

There is no sky, nor painted life
Silence tells more than the dead would like
And each of us lay tattered and worn
From this journey to nowhere, but

Tattered, tangled
Shrapnel inside my nest
Going where the wind blows
Never know where I'll end up next

Bird house, bird town
Many friendlies over

bed
Now they blend with all the lightning-tattered trees

They say, "Time may give you more than your poor bones could ever take"
My Rebbecca said

the same
Tattered soul just dangling in the wind
Becoming friends with the enemies within
It breaks you down knowing yourself
Die alone in mystery sitting up

Back to life on our own terms

Pretty foul
Headliner
Perfume suspended
Midst the fog
tattered car
This is how we live

Wash away your feelings, love

Where did it all go wrong
How long have I dismissed

I fight to get to my feet
Another day I feel this way again
Clinging to these tattered sheets
Killing

to table
I'm carving out my name

Always kiss, never tell

Even deeper down the tunnel goes
Claw marks drag across tattered clothes
The Willowbrook turned