Come to me, come to me
Whispered she softly
Pumpkin on hands
Seeds on the floor

Carve me a smile
With one crooked tooth
Light up my candle
And I’ll glow for you

Take off your shoes
Laugh at the ghost
Stumbling along
Our smoke covered hope

I’d like something faithless
Something false
Something blue
I’d like to make you hate me
So maybe I’d hate you
I can’t keep on going
All ugly and impure
I just want something easy
Something worthless
Something more

I am not charity
I am not empathy
I am just simply
Covered in Calgary

Covered in Calgary
Covered in snow
Covered with people
And oil in tow

And oil and oil and oil
In tow, oil in tow is chasing me slow
I want lungs of black and a nose of coal
I want cancer and terror and air that wont blow
I want passion that isn’t my dream of success
I want old and painful and a tear in my dress
I want something different than science and codes
I want everything except for what I’ve wanted most.

They say land is sinking
They say it’s all heat
But maybe quite truly
It all underneath
Underneath our dead bodies
Our hatred our fear
The crisis in recent
Is from all of our years