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  1. Far Away

From the recording The Courtier's Manuscript

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Lyrics

FAR AWAY

The sun rises in the morning
On yet another day --
You get up same time as normal
Why does everything seem so far away?

When you brush your teeth, there's an echo
All around the room --
And when you sit down to your breakfast cereal
An icy eye
Stares up from your silver spoon

Put on your favourite suit
it seems like it's on loan
you look down at your hands
they seem not to be your own
this morning you could swear
your whole body doesn't belong to you (extend)

So you buy the Globe and Mail
melt in the subway crowd
hold onto the silver pole
in a rocking screeching car
and skim through black print
about suicide
about fratricide
about genicide
and the millions of unemployed

Maybe it's the years of living alone
They too can take their toll
Even when together
We were very much all alone
I nourished your illusions
You helped to nourish mine
Soon we were both talking to mirages
How did we ever let ourselves go so blind?

Voices round the coffee maker
Gossip about the boss
A chat about sports at lunch
The rest of the day shrouded
in thin blue columns of profit and loss

Then home to TV
another day gone by
another day gone by
another day gone by
they go by so swiftly, it seems
like flickering images
in soon forgotten dreams. . .

The sun rises in the morning
On yet another day --
You get up same time as normal
Why does everything seem so far away?
Why does everything seem so far away?
Why does everything seem so far away?

Brian Campbell: music (inspired by a riff by John Renbourn), lyrics, voice, guitar.
Pierre Sainte-Marie: recording engineering