from by Lonely Deer



Sitting there,
with a pencil in my hand,
thinking I can be everything to all men.
I can be a dream, catch it in a stream,
be something in between, a tether
uniting the thing I could have been and
that thing you never wanted.

Sitting there,
with the instructions in my hand thinking,
I can be an interruption to all women.
The steps are clear, read it without fear,
"Good evening and good night,
you've done your best with sheer delights."

The hammer blows
Moving out of time, running in a circle
The hammer blows
Running out of time, moving in your circular thoughts

Laying there,
with it swirling round my head, thinking,
'I did nothing then and I can do nothing again!'
Like it's some kind of right, like there's a duty in ambivalence,
like there's nothing crawling up your thigh, saying,
"If you want to run out of time, honest,
the best of us, we won't mind."


from The Saddle, released June 2, 2016


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Somewhere between folk, rock and roll, the everyday and the absurd is Lonely Deer, quietly releasing home recordings from his apartment in Toronto.

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