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little boys on strings never mean a thing
faded celluloid of a dream left out of scene
where was I when you fell flat on your pretty face?
rehearsing my final beguine, such a grim routine
which way do I turn?
I've been talking to the wrong people
with nothing more than nightmares in their plans
the streets became trash collections
full of sinister souls
while I was trying to grow into a man
a blanket over my head
while I'm learning to smile without a sound
it takes more than a bit of time
to see a little further down the line

it's hard to defend what you intend
I still remember when you felt like a friend
where was I when you became so very commonplace
swallowed every word back then, but never again
which way did you go?
I've been questioning the wrong people
they spin the rumors all around the town
their faces were bribes
words are spun out clinging on to loopholes
the cold, hard truth was warm and watered down
I crawl on top of the dead and crane my neck
to define the world around
it takes more than a hill to climb
to see a little further down the line

across from my chair the walls are bare
body's becoming more impaired but I don't care
where was I when you dressed up in shambles and lace?
she drapes herself in all her affairs, which are far from rare
which way do you burn?
likely for all the wrong people
pockets lined with diamonds and with gold
I'll sit around those dancing dollars
while the liquor flows
everything for sale has just been sole
but I'll drink to your health
cause I'm fearing that mine won't last another round
it takes more than a bitter wine
to see a little further down the line

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from The Funeral of the Siren, released August 15, 2008
Joshua McCormack - vocals, piano
Eric Morris and Terry Barth - household orchestra

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Joshua McCormack Tucson, Arizona

From the odd acoustic pop of Joshua Mccormack Presents Holiday Girl , to the electronic-tinged rock of The Phantom King , to the collection of sonic oddities on The Dunce Cap, he’s been restless for years.

His recent album Lights Out 4 Baby Grand, shows a more personal side, while The World, Just For You is a collection of cover songs he recorded to survive the dystopian ambivalence of 2020.
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