Sarah Slean

Blue Parade

album.blueparadeAugust 17th, 1998 (Independent release)
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TRACKS

1. Playing Cards with Judas
2. Bonnie’s Song
3. My Invitation
4. Before Your Time
5. Habit
6. Twin Moon
7. Awake Soon
8. High
9. Eliot
10. Blue Parade
11. Narcolepsy Weed
12. I Want to Be Brave


Playing Cards With Judas

Playing cards with Judas
In the lounge of our Hotel
And I ask while we’re playing
If he likes it there in Hell
Judas doesn’t answer
He just laughs and plays his hand,
Lights another cigarette and
turns toward the band
I have no missionary zeal, I say
No armies fighting sin
But I’ll keep playing, I’ll keep playing
Until I win
I always loved the blues, he says,
from behind that grin
Are you getting used to losing yet, girl?
I stack and deal them again
Oh your friends have good intentions,
But they’re a thousand years too late
A few buildings and commandments
Won’t save you from your fate.
I have no missionary zeal, I say,
No armies fighting sin
But I’ll keep playing, I’ll keep playing
Until I win
I have no missionary zeal, I say
I don’t believe in sin
But I’ll keep playing, I’ll keep playing
I’ll keep playing
I’ll keep playing
I’ll keep playing
I’ll keep playing
Until I win…

Bonnie’s Song

Innocent Sunday morning
As plain as the Sunday before
I thought as she told me her story
I don’t think I can hear these anymore
Charting a map of land mines
Asleep in the settling dust
How come we never remember
How many times you picked yourself up?
Hey that’s the way to go
We need to know pain to grow
But you’re right it’s a long way home
By the light of eve
Broken and bold
I am reminded of Bonnie
When the day breaks into dark
I think there’s nothing more beautiful
Than a face that has come so far
Hey that’s the way to go
We need to know pain to grow
But you’re right it’s a long way home
You’re the light of eve broken
You’re the bravest girl in the whole wide world
You’re the light of Eve
Broken and bold

My Invitation

You are what they call the human season
You are all the alphabet in one
You are every colour of confusion
You are all the silence I’ve become
Love me for
Stupid reasons
I like those most
Wide-eyed but
Worth believing
God knows
Damn the angry voice that keeps us quiet
The editor whose work is never done
Keeping pretty words between my teeth and
Sweet confessions underneath my tongue
Drowsy contemplation
Do I let you in
This is my invitation
But how do I begin?
She has such an awful lot of soldiers
Quite a lovely army all her own
Night and day they stand before the fortress
Very safe but very all alone

Before Your Time

Who wants a genius anyway
Who worries if he’s had enough sleep?
I’d take the bad news any day
If it meant you were mine to keep
Sweet is the certified nervous wreck
Who now and then likes to appear
To lecture the night and the empty space
And sleep in the cradle of my ear
A few pills a day keeps the anger away
“The people can go,” he says, “the furniture stays.”
Trying to find a warm place to hide
Maybe born before your time
How unfair to our human eyes
How I wish you were alright
‘Cause I worry…
Hello to the ghost of the eighty-eight
My favourite Canadian mess
He remembered the sound of the galaxy
and came here expecting no less
How many nights did you lock up in side of that
Terrible lonely streak and those beautiful eyes
Trying to find a warm place to hide?
Maybe born before your time
How unfair to our human eyes
How I wish you were alright
‘Cause I worry about you.

Habit

Think I should take up smoking
Maybe even cigars
Think I should be leaving now
I don’t know who you are
Have I a reason?
Am I a liar?
Am I poison?
Am I alive?
There, there – don’t cry
And I feel fine
Choke and dissolve like a child
I don’t mind
There are two drinks on the table
I trace the design
There are two eyes pleading
But they’re not mine
Stiff resolution
To fight to survive
I maintain indifference
All in favour say “I”
You want it, you want it you try
And I see why
You need her, you love her you die
When she’s not
Strapped to your side.
There, there – don’t cry
And I feel fine
Choke and dissolve like a child
I don’t mind

Twin Moon

Hey Mister Paper
Better get your story straight
We’re not from the 60’s
And it’s Sarah with an H
And, oh, sometimes
The way you read things
The way you see things
The way you reach things
Hurts my heart
Oh, I fear
Somehow they’ll find the need
To spit out my name
Like a watermelon seed
And, oh, sometimes
I think ‘what am I doing?
This business of bleeding
A dime for showing
My heart’
Oh, twin moon
You are my twin moon
Take me up-sky
So I can kiss you
Drink your starlight
Light . . .
Oh, twin moon
You are my twin moon
Take me up-sky
So I can kiss you
Drink your starlight
Light . . .
I want to show you
I want to show you
I want to show you
My heart

Awake Soon

Awake soon
The mindstorm
I feel, I feel
The stars out
The fear goes
I soar now
As far as I can carry you
As deep, as deep
No theif can take away from you
The way you have taken from me
His mouth full
of loose teeth
I see, I see
The liar is weeping
And down on his knees
The light no longer terrifies
The grief gone to sleep
So beauty came with agony
But sweet, oh every love is sweet

High

Always wonder why your eyes closed
Don’t you want to see me closing mine?
Heaven help me, I’ll devour him
See me drawing out his spine
Hey boy, come sleep
I will turn the ocean into sky
How do you keep
When the love is making you high
Out of sight, out of mind
High, high, high
You’re afraid of what I’ll do to you
Recall the taste of something sweet
Between a thousand sheets of memory
I cannot be blamed because you’re weak
Hey, boy, come sleep
I will turn the ocean into sky
How do you keep
When the love is making you high
Out of sight, out of mind
High, high, high

Eliot

Armies and ice and dirty green
Newspapers, shovels, sand on the breeze
I think of Eliot when I smell the street and it’s
Sometimes wise
Just to shut your eyes.
Workers and lovers make their living space neat
Bent out of shape over what to eat
I dream of Eliot but I am discreet ‘cause it’s
Sometimes wise
Just to shut your eyes.
How sure, how right?
Can anyone be on sight?
I said I had Hope,
I lied
Oh the city in the winter, the sewage, the steam
You fill buildings with people and they rip at the
seams
Somebody’s suffering infected my dreams and
Don’t they know it’s just my old soul?
How sure, how right?
Can anyone be on sight?
I said I had Hope
I lied.
So calm so wise
Give him the Nobel Prize
He said he had Hope
He lied

Blue Parade

I hear them coming
The blue parade
They’re throwing snowflakes and
Singing my name
In deep blue voices
I hear them say,
There’s good love out there
Just you wait…
Hold on, I’m coming
Don’t let anybody in
He don’t read stars now ‘cause he’s getting old
So busy neutralizing
So much it leaves me cold and
How could you lie
How could you leave?
And take of my body, my hands,
My deep blue dreams…
Hold on, I’m coming
Don’t let anybody in
Hold on, I’m ready
Lock your doors and wait for me
Now leaves are falling
From the mercy tree
The blue surrounds me
So I can get some sleep, and
Katie calls, and then she’ll say
‘There’s good love out there
Just you wait,
You wait…’
Oh, hold on, I’m coming
Don’t let anybody in
Oh, hold on, I’m ready
Lock your doors and wait for me
Oh good love I’m ready,
Lock your doors and wait for me
Narcolepsy Weed
Look at you, broken bird,

Narcolepsy Weed

Highway-side like a puppet cut
You can’t wake I can’t sleep
And now they’ve got you stealing cars and chasing
lullabies
How will I drag you out of motel daydreams
When will you realize?
I don’t make sugar promises
Like dandelion seeds
Lying still with open palms
I’m only watching you breathe
They talk like they know, like they believe
But I’d bet the brotherhood that if they found you
here
They’d leave
Good day orphan town
Peace is raining down
Warm your hands on my shoulder blades
My parents gave me this peace
Who we are is how we love
That is all I need
So tell the morning, night is lifting and mauve is
moving in
Like the steam that rises from the garden beds
Your pain finds the wind
Good day orphan town
Peace is raining down
Good day orphan town
Peace is raining down

I Want to Be Brave (Madeleine)

Madeleine,
shall her story end
with this aftermath music,
my broken french?
Heal her,
if you can
pray the lions aren’t waiting,
take her hand.
I want to be brave,
I want to be brave,
but the night goes up in flames
the courage we need,
a fury to tame
This madness,
this madness,
this madness…
No more will I count the dead,
bending, gathering words he should’ve said
When night falls, it scrapes its knees,
we watch the houses on fire,
and she says to me,
“I want to be brave,
I want to be brave,
I don’t think I’ll love again
the dark is so deep,
I’ve lost my way
In this madness,
in this madness,
in this madness…
Over time, luck runs out
and fate is not your friend
Over time, good must go
are we safe,
safe yet?
Madeliene,
can I escape again?
out of the dragonfly jar,
am I safe yet?

 
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