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Katie spoke Cantonese
And was reasonably read
And the coffee she learned to brew meant that each morning
Held less sense of dread

And each day she would write
For a few hundred words
She was developing characters
Honing her voice, it was no longer hers

Until one of them died
A development Kate tried so hard to fight

Keith planned a trip on his own
Down some yellow brick road
He had no clue what it was that he wanted
But guessed that it wasn’t at home

So great heights he traversed
And at night was immersed
In the books he’d been given
By bearded young men in Che Guevara shirts

And it took him some time
But he realised that this whole thing wasn’t him
Kissed the road goodbye
And set off for some more permanent thing

Claire waitressed for a stint
At a four-star resort
And she did not mind the work
Was known amongst the regs
For her witty retorts

All the men thought her lovely
By no means was she ugly
But the women saw no reason for it
They found her insufferably bubbly

So they were relentless with their jibes
So she held her head up high
And although they tried so hard
They never made her cry
At least never saw her cry
Until she went and took it

All the way down to nothing
All the way down to the bottom
All the way down to nothing
All the way down to the bottom

And sometimes it shines so dark
For the ones with the brightest dispositions
The ones who seem to have it all
We’re so susceptible, so gullible, so easy to fool

And sometimes we cut them down for the ease
With which we fight against the current
Forgetting always the way it feels when we’re pulled down
Stuck looking up at the faces
Blurring in the distance

So one just took a blade down the street and tapped out
Another in the wardrobe with a rope made of towel
And the pilot-light in the bedroom would not go out
The oven was good enough for Plath so she was out for the count

One would get lost amongst the pills on the bathroom floor
His sentimental call saw his friends bust down the door
They tried to beat him
But they couldn’t get him breathing

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released July 6, 2018
Recorded by Bruce Pagunsan at Little Cardigan Studios
Mixed, mastered, and produced by Bruce Pagunsan
Music by Colouring Cats
Lyrics by Dan Gilbert

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