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September Comes Too Soon

by Seany Sharko

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    never ever better!
    Nobody's Fault
    Tropic of Cancer
    Notre-Dame-de-Grâce
    #winning
    We'll Always Have Stony Creek
    Don't Look Back
    Dirty Drugs

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1.
Give me a hug and then send me off to bed as if it would do any good! There's something funny here, but I can't laugh and I'm not sure I ever could And it's not fair because I've always been such a good boy I said my prayers each and every night It's not right! Every one is telling me to open my eyes They say, "hey Sean, you must be blind!" Well maybe it's true, yeah, I guess that I am Because most days I just want to die And I don't know why, because I've got such a good thing going Yeah, everyone's been so nice, It's not right! Somebody talks to me; I think she wants to be my friend She whispers, "it'll get better..." She just can't tell me when And she says, "look at me, don't look at her, you men are all the same! "You're a piece of shit! you're a dirty liar! and that ain't ever gonna change! "I don't know why I wasted so much god damn time on a boy who won't put up a fight, "it's not right!"
2.
Look around your room See that something's missing There's no one there to help you through It shouldn't be so hard It happens all the time, and for reasons you well knew I'm not saying it's your fault It's nobody's fault It's just how it will be from now on So hold your head up high Take a breath of air And accept those days are gone I was just like you I was so confused I didn't know what I should do My father told me once "Son, I think you're stuck "But we've all felt like that a time or two" I'm not saying it's your fault It's nobody's fault It's just how it will be from now on So hold your head up high Take a breath of air And accept those days are gone A crowd has gathered round They want to know what's wrong They want to know where you went last night You didn't go to work You're not answering your phone Please, just let us know you're alright I'm not saying it's your fault It's nobody's fault These things happen to us all But you should have let us know Because now it's too damn late Why the hell couldn't you have called?
3.
Broken hearted dreams destroy To all the workers we've employed Who gave a kiss to sooth a tired soul Lay me down and take my body whole I gave this word a simple song To make it last, but not too long Give me one more breath in all its wonder Open up my chest to loot and plunder Tropic dreams of warmth's delight Shoot the day to save the night My heart beats fast for you to take it slow Close your eyes now once before I go Open door and follow through The same old trick with someone new Tomorrow we awake and all is well Save your regret I'll never tell
4.
You said to me once, "what do you want from me? "You treat me so nice, and now you treat me so mean "look into my face and say it's not a lie! "But what's the point, you won't apologize "But you don't owe me that, anymore." Some days you feel old, but your body feels young You're still in Montreal, but now you're twenty-one You're getting high and it feels alright Now you're coming down, and you're coming all night But you don't owe me that, anymore. I tried on your shoe but my foot's too wide Was it all a joke, a pact suicide? In your bed with our books, coffee, and the warmth of sex Now a bottle of vodka and a drunken text I tried on your shoe but my foots too wide Was it all a joke, a pact suicide? In your bed with our books, coffee, and the warmth of sex Now a bottle of vodka and a sad song text But you don't owe me that, anymore.
5.
#winning 02:27
Well, I'm so lucky to have found myself a loving friend She hands me 50 bucks, and I swear I'll never ask again But then she opens up her closet and gives it all to me While she holds it in her arms, she tells me with her eyes She see right through my lies I was lying in her bed when she told me that my life is directionless Another bright kid who got himself into an awful mess But don't look at me like that because it's not my fault If I got into heaven and I left you behind It's just the way I'm designed And I wanted everyone to come and join me in the fun But I guess that it's not going to happen that way right now Following those white lines will never lead you anywhere Strangers keep on giving, giving, giving giving, but I never share! Don't look at me like that, it's not my fault if I got into heaven and I left you behind, It's just the way I'm designed.
6.
Blue eyes haunting me From a frame that hangs on the wall inside your sisters house I've never seen a face so calm and pure and beautiful They said, "you're perfect for her "And though it might not happen now, I know it will someday "so don't give up right away" Standing on the path That leads by the cemetery and the bridge we dangled our feet over the side of And talked about before we knew each others voices And still there are words that we can't share Though we talked all night I know we'll get it right Still I might Find a pretext for calling you when I've had way too much to drink I can't think So I do these foolish things that will hang there in the air As if the siblings care They just roll their eyes at us and still we make believe we're to blame We're the same We were just born to far away from each other And I'll remember Montreal Walking down the street I'm glad we got to meet
7.
My heart beat slow this time of year It makes it hard to leave my bed The rain taps sad against my window And I can't seem to fall asleep I can't believe that summer's really over I wish you didn't have to leave Is this the way you always thought that it would be I close my eyes to all the things I hoped I would never see Our songs are sung, our games are played, and all our bags are packed I turn around, but you don't look back After all the time we spent together Who'd have guessed it would end like that Maybe it's too late to save our faces Hard words hanging on the line But I'm still waiting for an answer I hope someday you'll change your mind I watch you pack up your belongings Movies, records and your clothes When I return here tomorrow Everything we had will be gone I wish I could have said how much I love you I was never very good with things like that I'll probably never get another chance To look this deep into your eyes So I just want to say how much I love you I didn't mean to make you cry
8.
Dirty Drugs 05:04
I don't know I don't know I don't know what's wrong with me I can't love Though I thought I had, That was a long long time ago But since I met you I haven't been the same My heart's as heavy as her ball and chain It could be you It could be you It could be you or your dirty drugs Now people tell me You look so good But you don't look so good tonight Your clothes are dirty Your jacket's torn There's Sailor Jerry bleeding from your pores And you've been crying I can tell Your eyes are as red as the morning star So we should go We should go Find somewhere we can do your dirty drugs da da da da da da da da da... Don't tell my woman She can't know She wants it to be her and her alone But God don't want it To be that way He told me once in a fevered dream I thought it was him At least he played the part His angels were dressed like the Brockville cops So is it me? Is it me? Is it me who's pushing dirty drugs? Let's just do it Let's do it baby Let's just do our dirty drugs

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Seany Sharko Ottawa, Ontario

Raised on a cattle farm in Athens Ontario, the folk-punk artist Seany Sharko cleaves through ballads of love, life and the disappointments that inevitably occur. Currently residing in Ottawa, this self-proclaimed cowboy rotates vocally between soft spoken words and the rough-hewn timbre that make his music resonate. ... more

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