Lyrics

lyrics to all songs in the band’s records, front to back

if you want to know the chords to any of these songs, drop us a line at minta[at]minta.me

all songs by Francisca Cortesão, except International Loss Adjusting (music by Mariana Ricardo and Francisca Cortesão, lyrics by Francisca Cortesão) and I Don’t Want To (words and music by Luís Nunes aka Walter Benjamin and Francisca Cortesão)

STRETCH (2025)

ECONOMY CLASS

Down from where I sit~Way below these dreamlike cruising heights ~Someone’s going home for the night~Someone’s out buying dinner~~I am reading a book about walking~I’d much rather be walking~I’d much rather be doing pretty much anything~~If I need my legs to be moving ~For my thoughts to start to make sense~Well then, in my defense~This is no place for thinking~~In a narrow blue seat ~Pressing my face against the plastic window pane~My head is for spinning~And my heart is for sinking ~~Miniature snacks~Wheeling along~The carpeted aisle~Miniature drinks~Could you fizz this fuzziness away~~Miniature snacks~Wheeling along~The carpeted aisle~Miniature drinks~Would you fizz this fuzziness away
CANTALOUPE

Wake up late and dive right into the water~Then spend a while drifting in and out of sleep~Without the urge to give everything a meaning~Never even know what time it is~~The smell of sunscreen and ripe cantaloupe~The kind of weather that softens the muscles~Hold on to this languorous feeling~Slowly breathe it in~~Delectable hours~Of so little motion~Emotional stillness~Just sunlight to worship~~You don’t even like cantaloupe ~But oh the days when cantaloupe’s in season~Remember this languorous feeling~Slowly breathe it in~~Delectable hours~Of so little motion~Emotional stillness~Just sunlight to worship~~Just sunlight to worship
HOPE AND FICTION

In a palace of my own delusion~That’s where I find some peace~No outstanding bills no haunt me~No unending tasks to taunt me~In a palace of my own delusion~~At the intersection of hope and fiction~Is where I make my home~There’re a yes waiting for every request~There’s no doubt digging a hole in my chest~At the intersection of hope and fiction~~Oh the lengths that I can go to ~Look at me now~Will I laugh at it later?~I executive produce the drama~I’ll executive produce the sequel too~~Oh the very fabric of my wishful thinking~Is colourful and strong~No reality ever seeps through the seams~It won’t make me question the worth of my schemes ~Oh the fabric of my wishful thinking~~Oh the lengths that I can go to ~Look at me now~Will I laugh at it later?~I executive produce the drama~I’ll executive produce the sequel too
BORN TO BE MILD (withThe Weather Station)

An airplane a ferry boat~And on the other side~I would still be the same me~And I’m no fun to be around ~~Should we have one more ~Or should we cut our losses~Come tomorrow~Will we be by each other’s side ~~I wasn’t born to be wild ~You take a little getting used to ~I wasn’t born to be mild~~I wasn’t born to be wild ~You take a little getting used to ~I wasn’t born to be mild~~An airplane a ferry boat~And on the other side~There would still be you and me~And you’re no fun to be around ~~I wasn’t born to be wild ~You take a little getting used to ~I wasn’t born to be mild (you take a little getting used to)~~I wasn’t born to be wild ~You take a little getting used to ~I wasn’t born to be mild
PLEASE MAKE ROOM FOR ME PLEASE (with Shelley Short)

I’m aware that I’m not~The best of my kind~However many miles~~Still I think I may be~Of value to you~Let me prove it's true~~Please make room for me~Please make room for me~Please~Make room for me~~Please make room for me~Please make room for me~Please~Make room for me~~I can cook~And I can’t stand the sight~Of an unmade bed~If we were to be wed~~You’d never have to shop for vegetables~You’d never have to fold your own clothes~You’d never need~A dictionary~~Please make room for me~Please make room for me~Please~Make room for me
YOUR CLOSETED DREAMS

Hardware conveying~Your closeted dreams~Relaying them along~The satellites~~Leading you on~Your closeted dreams~Curated over years~Relentless~~Deferring to greatness~Your closeted dreams~Waiting in the dark~Wound so tight~~They know just the door to escape through~Your closeted dreams~They’ll endeavour to find~Their way out
RANDOM INFORMATION

This little art has made me feel a little less inept~This little art has filled my time and given me a script~Were I to go without it what would fill my sit-down days?~~I’ve written dialogue~I’ve written lines of poetry~I’ve written words for comic books and for my friends’ fanzines~I’ve written pages on construction, liner notes, terms of service~~Misunderstandings~Some I will love, some i’ll find fun~They are par for the course~Most I will learn from~And all will add up to random information~All will end up as random information~~This little art has made me feel a little less inept~This little art has filled my time and given me a script~Were I to go without it what would fill my sit-down days?~What would fill my sit-down days?~What would fill my sit-down days?~~Misunderstandings~Some I will love, some i’ll find fun~They are par for the course~Most I will learn from~And all will add up to random information~I go out of my way~And all will add up to random information~All will end up as random information
BAGNO ELENA

It’s a competition~Muscles on a mission~Muscles on a mission in the sand~~It’s a competition~Muscles on a mission~Muscles on a mission in the sand~In the sand ~~Young misters, young misses~Coded recognition~Forget all you learned~Here in the in sand~~You paid for admission~They paid for admission~Will you melt under this willing surround stare~Surround stare~Surround stare~~Ice cream for distraction~Smoking for attention~Forget all you learned~Here in the in sand~In the sand ~In the sand ~~Surround stare

DEMOLITION DERBY (2021)

EASY

Pots and pans ~Bearing witness to my failed attempts ~At domesticity ~With someone other than you~~Cloths and cutlery ~Sometimes they seem to stare right back at me ~As I stumble through another ~Awkward night ~~Hope there’s still some hope for me ~I want to learn to ride the wave ~~Oh my friends ~Gentle and kind, wise and prescient ~Have been letting me down easy ~Now for weeks ~~I’ll re-task ~The effort I put into colouring the past ~Into searching for a future I want in~~Hope there’s still some hope for me ~I want to learn to ride the wave
INTERNATIONAL LOSS ADJUSTING

From under a cloud of dust ~I swear I felt my soul reach out ~New-agey as it may sound ~I heard it whisper in a gravelly voice ~~You can’t cut a slice of honey ~I’d found out the hardest way before ~Still I’m here for more ~~It didn’t have to be the summer ~All those summer evenings gone to waste ~But it was the case ~~From under a cloud of dust ~I swear I felt my soul reach out ~New-agey as it may sound ~I heard it whisper in a gravelly voice ~Enough ~~International loss adjusting ~International just in time for the end ~That’s how I’ve been ~I’m not great at being angry ~Waiting for the other shoe to drop ~I’d rather not ~~From under a cloud of dust ~I swear I felt my soul reach out ~New-agey as it may sound ~I heard it whisper in a gravelly voice
THE FAKE OUTDOORS

I heard a creepy rendition~Of a song I used to love ~I was on the edge of thinking of something deep ~But there was someone at the door ~~For a moment the man peddling real estate~Looked like a handsome astronaut ~Lately I have the the attention span ~Of a tiny anxious dog ~~I might ~Run wild ~~At the very mention of a party ~At an early summer afternoon ~At myself reflected in a pretty stranger’s eyes~For the littlest of whiles ~~I went back into the apartment ~Holding a glossy brochure ~Of a house with a kidney-shaped swimming pool ~Surrounded by the fake outdoors ~~So if I ever grow a fortune~ – by some accident I’m sure – ~We can all lounge in the lounging chairs ~And drink wine like connoisseurs ~~I might ~Run wild ~~At the very mention of a party ~At an early summer afternoon ~At myself reflected in a pretty stranger’s eyes ~For the littlest of whiles
HALFWAY TRUE

Who would have thought ~At thirty-six ~I’d find myself jealous of a cat ~Who’s sitting on your lap ~~I make excuses ~To write to you ~~I’m trying hard ~Not to fall ~Before I know it’s halfway true ~Halfway true ~~Halfway true~Halfway true ~~How can I tell ~At thirty-six ~If this is wishful thinking~Or a momentary lapse of clarity~~Keep it simple ~Isn’t that the golden rule?~~Don’t go catching any feelings ~Before you’re halfway through to sure ~It’s halfway true ~Halfway true ~Halfway true ~Halfway true~~If it’s only halfway true ~I’m happy to have gone there with you ~If it’s only halfway true ~Halfway to ~Somewhere new
NEIGHBOURHOOD

I wonder baby ~Did we get the chance to ruin every street in the neighbourhood~Did we get the chance to ruin every part of the town we love ~Or do you want to go again ~Do you want to go again ~~I wonder baby ~Are you ever going to come by and pick up the rest of your stuff ~Do you think we had the chance to break other’s heart enough ~Or do you want to go again ~Do you really want to go again~~I wish you would ~Stay off my mind ~I wish you would ~Stay off my mind~~I wonder baby ~Do you miss me most in the afternoon ~Will I stop missing you any time soon ~Or is this something else I’m going to have to learn to live with ~~I heard it said baby ~There’s a time and a place for everything ~You shouldn’t mix up the end and the beginning ~For a lack of better words to describe the mess that we found ourselves in ~~I wish you would ~Stay off my mind ~(some days I feel comfort in the weirdest things) ~I wish you would ~Stay off my mind~(some days I almost feel like myself again) ~I wish you would ~Stay off my mind~(some days I’m almost one with the universe)
CHEWING GUM

I got up past the third snooze again ~I had sworn this year would be different ~A blackbird was singing a straightforward song ~And I tried to harmonize with it ~~I suppose it’s just how it goes~After your thirtieth ~You want to believe you can be anyone ~But it’s pretty obvious ~~Out of the abyss ~And into the groove ~I do the same thing ~Again and again ~~Finally moving I go through my pockets ~For a stray piece of chewing gum ~Aspartame, glycerin, peppermint flavour ~Lanolin, sodium ~~My best ideas die quietly ~At the altar of laziness ~I suppose it’s just how it goes ~After your thirtieth ~~Out of the abyss ~And into the groove ~I do the same thing ~Again and again
HERE COMES YOUR BABY

Here comes your baby ~Now if only you were taller~Here comes your baby ~And the room becomes much smaller~~Here comes your baby ~And the night is raw and tender~All the sharpness is suspended ~What can you do but surrender? ~~Here comes your baby ~You’d made up your mind to go home ~Here comes your baby ~There’s a riot in your eardrums ~~Here comes your baby ~And the center starts to cave in ~There’s no point in trying to blend in ~There goes all that you believed in ~~Here comes your baby ~There goes all that you believed in
MATADOR

Under the vertical garden ~In the fluorescent light ~You came up with a plan ~Then you let it go ~~Look at the vertical garden ~The shiny artificial plants ~They will never die ~They will never grow ~~Go out of your way ~Or fake it through another day ~Everything is real ~Make your peace with whatever you feel ~~The unwilling coalition of characters crowding your thoughts ~Make too much noise ~And way too little sense ~~When you run out of excuses someday soon ~You might just linger~In the present tense ~~Go out of your way ~Or fake it through another day ~Everything is real ~Make your peace with whatever you feel ~~Make your peace with whatever you feel

ROW (2017)

SO THIS HAS TO DO

I once thought I could get my head in the game ~I had to give up I was going insane ~It was a nasty blow but it's better to know ~I once thought I could get my head in the game ~~We used to go dancing shake worries away ~It set everything right until night became day ~And we all hurried home hoping soon to forget ~Almost seeing the sun rise until the sun set ~~Now maps make me nervous they fill me with dread ~How they seem to tease with the lives I won't have ~Passed on too many chances of playing the fool ~And I doubt there's a heaven so this has to do
MILD-MANNERED MEN

Soft-spoken men ~In touch with their feelings~Slowly spending their miles ~~Mild-mannered men ~You've met them for dinner ~They dress up ever so perfectly ~~Playlists and podcasts ~Comfortable couches ~There's some out there made for each of us ~~But not other people~They don't know what they're doing ~They wont do, so you tell yourself ~~You've been spending way too much time alone ~~Soft-spoken preachers ~Of life changing mantras ~Make their way right past your heart ~~As do throwers of tantrums ~Who speak from their livers ~And just make you even surer that ~~Playlists and podcasts ~Comfortable couches ~There's some out there made for each of us ~~But not other people~They don't know what they're doing ~They wont do, so you tell yourself ~~You've been spending way too much time alone
TROPICAL RESORT

Were I to have been a tiger~I suppose I could do nothing wrong~There'd be no allergies to haunt me~And no words to weave into my songs~~My instincts could betray me~But I wouldn't moan about it~My instincts would betray me~But I’d never dare to blame them~~And all these hours I can taste~They're mine and mine alone to waste~All these hours I can taste~They're mine and mine alone to waste~~Were I to have been vacation~I would be no tropical resort~I'd be a beat up little cottage~I would be a quirky mountain lodge~~You'd be so glad to see me~Something to write home about~You'd be so glad to meet me~But so much more relieved to leave me~~And all these hours I can taste~They're mine and mine alone to waste~All these hours I can taste~They're mine and mine alone to waste

SLOW (2016)

BANGLES

I didn’t want to leave the house~But I followed you~You left our table for the dance floor~I never knew~I sat there looking at the old barkeep~Such sad eyes~For no amount of beauty would he crack a smile~~You can bet I’d dance if I could do it~I would glide on by~Keep my distance from the wall~~You can bet I’d dance if I could do it~I would glide on by~I would sway and they would fall~~I’ve changed my mind a million times~All morning long~I picked through bracelets and bangles~They all felt wrong~Is this whole city hung over?~How the sidewalk sticks~To the rubber beneath my toes~~You can bet I’d dance if I could do it~I would glide on by~Keep my distance from the wall~~You can bet I’d dance if I could do it~I would glide on by~I would sway and they would fall
PLAID AND DENIM

A bearded band~Playing sad songs~Plaid and denim, head to toe~~You slow dance~On bare feet~With someone you’re not sure you want to know~~Now the singer’s going on about how~Everyone’s suddenly really into food~~He tucks his hair~Behind his ear~You wonder what he looks like in the nude~~The band takes a break~Before the second set~You step outside to smoke a cigarette~~You shelter the flame~Inside your winter jacket~It’s not even eleven yet~~Now your mind jumps back to the early morning~Looking out the window, half asleep~~The neighbor’s cat~Coming home real proud~A sparrow trapped between his teeth
COLIN CALL

Reading the cheerful taglines~On the places you can still afford to rent~You wonder where the money went~It was just there~~Scaling up the blurry pictures~Flashes bouncing off the windowpanes~Paint peeling off the wooden frames~Dust everywhere~~Crooked tiles on the bathroom walls~Funny little entrance halls~It gets to be~Too much to bear~~Could you ever call it home?~~All you wanted was~A country house in the city~Fruit trees, luscious and pretty~Needing no care~~A respectable assortment of linen~Some go-to menus for dinner~And quiet weekends~~Could you ever call it home?
HOLY TRINITY

Walked by the place where I first came to be~And where my father was born thirty-four years before me~It was named~After the Holy Trinity~~Third generation heathen~Born among the tireless sisters~A late addition~To a very fragile sum~~And now that I’m barely younger~Than they were when they had me~I let myself stop and wonder~At the Holy Trinity~~I lost track of afternoons in books~We were never allowed any pets~Except for the turtles who died~In their sad little tank~~And they would argue in restaurants~Even after they finally called it quits~Their hard-won cool burning up~In a matter of seconds~~And now that I’m barely younger~Than they were when they had me~I let myself stop and wonder~At the Holy Trinity
LITTLE FALLS

I’ve never read a single page of the bible~And sleep wants nothing to do with me~I wasn’t looking for a friend or a rival~But if you're going to force me to choose you know which one I’ll be~~You’ve got nothing on me~So back the hell down~You’ve got nothing on me~~You are a clever storyteller; I will give you that~Given the chance you’d make the world see red~Yet I’d much rather not engage in these antics~Don’t you get enough trouble from the voices in your head?~~You’ve got nothing on me~So back the hell down~Back the hell down~~I’ve seen the ink in your neck~I’ve seen the friends that you’ve made~I’ve seen you breaking all the rules~~I know the words that you preach~And the excuses you make~Bad workers always blame their tools~~You’ve got nothing on me~So back the hell down~You’ve got nothing on me
SAND

Our heads are hurting and our eyes are heavy~And the sun is shining down too bright~Our lips are dry and our limbs are aching~And the sun is shining down too bright~~Both feet in the sand~Chin up, baby~~Skin pulled tight and chimes in our ears~The air is burning~It’s not quite what we had in mind~The air is burning~~Our heads are hurting and our eyes are heavy~And the sun is shining down too bright~Our lips are dry and our limbs are aching~And the sun is shining down too bright~~Both feet in the sand~Chin up, baby
LIGHT BLUE BLUES

Never had a favorite color~Never won a single fight~I still can’t cook like a grown up~And I was late to learn how to drive~~I should I could I’ll try I might~Yet there’s something I got right~~I’ve got you to come home to~~Mostly I stay out of trouble~On the right side of the tracks~I just kind of lost my nerve and~Didn’t work to win it back~~I should I could I’ll try I might~Yet there’s something I got right~~I’ve got you to come home to
OLD HABITS

No it doesn’t make me look like a million bucks~No, not even close, you see~~That is not my color, dear, and it never was~You should know that after thirty-seven years~~There are days when I regret the hour we met~But I know I’d be lost out on my own~I’m tired~Please take me home~~Sometimes when I wake up I feel so light and free~Then I turn and see you lying next to me~~Can’t remember when I last spent the night away~Come to think of it, I can’t think of the day~~There are days when I regret the hour we met~But I know I’d be lost out on my own~I’m tired~Please take me home
I CAN’T HANDLE THE SUMMER

I can’t handle the summer~How I long for the slippery sidewalks~Water dripping into my neck~~Riding on a crowded bus~I’d write some good advice~On the foggy glass~~Along the lines of~~Take it slow~Learn to let it go~Take it slow~~I can’t handle the summer~I can’t handle the heat~I fall in love every two seconds~It’s kind of embarrassing~~And I ignore the nagging voice~Trying to give me good advice~Along the lines of~~Take it slow~Learn to let it go~Take it slow
IN SPAIN

In a rusty drawer~In the other room~Covered in rubber bands~And old day planners~~There’s a photograph~Of the two of you~~In love~In Spain~~A couple of heartbreakers~~Sunburn~Canvas shoes~Matching headaches~And matching tattoos~~Where did those people go~The two who could steal the show?~~In love~In Spain~~A couple of heartbreakers
A SEMESTER ABROAD

I’d win the award~For most amusing on board~Why don’t you want to dance with me?~~I’ve been to the fjords~Spent a semester abroad~Why don’t you want to sleep with me?~~I’ve been getting to know~Your father and his wife~I’d been plotting my way~My way into your life~~I used to live on the fence~But now I just want to dance~Why don’t want to sway with me?~~My heart is solid gold~I always do what I'm told~Why wouldn’t you want to carry me?~~I’ve been getting to know~Your father and his wife~~I’d win the award~I swear you’d never be bored~~You’re light blue eyed~That’s from your mother’s side~Now you won’t even look at me~~I’ve been getting to know~~I guess it hardly qualifies~As the end of the world

OLYMPIA (2012)

EGGSHELLS

Let's dance on the eggshells we planted about~Well, aren't you sick of just going around~I got all I could out of playing it nice~There's glory in anger~There's goodness in vice~~There's just no reason why we should behave~We did what we' re told and yet nothing was saved~We got all we could out of playing it nice~There's glory in anger~There's goodness in vice~~Set me free from you and~I'll set you free from me~But first~Let's tear our home to pieces~Let's make the neighbors call the police~Let's tear our home to pieces~Let's find some furious sweet release
FALCON

If you're going to break my heart~Then please just do it fast~If you're going to crush my hopes~Then hurry while they still last~~I know you wish you could just run~But, honey, so does everyone~~I've given up hope~I've given up on us~I've given up hope on you~~If it's going to be like that~Then please just act your age~If you're going to be like that~At least you do it offstage~~I know you wish you could just run~The world won't stop for anyone~~I've given up hope~I've given up on us~I've given up hope on you~~I know you wish you could just run~The world won't stop for anyone
BLOOD AND BONES

Never wear the same suit twice when people come to see you play~Always mind your hair and mind your manners put your words away~You can’t always tell when somebody is taking a picture so just look good~~You know it all comes down to~It always will come down to~Blood and bones~Bones and blood~~Here’s another round another crowd for you to charm alone~Smoke a cigarette and put it out and soon you can go home~~You know it all comes down to~It always will come down to~Blood and bones~Bones and blood
FUTURE ME

if you go and leave me now~You're never going to know how good I could become~In a couple of years i'd be cooking you dinner~In a couple of years i'd be giving you children~~If you go and leave this now~You're only going to know the worst part of me~I'm studying to become a better person~And i've only just begun to get the point of the lesson~~Which of the sheets in the closet are yours~Which of the napkins in the drawers are yours~Which of the glasses in the cupboard are yours~C'mon and stay~~Which of the t-shirts that I sleep in are yours~Which of the records in the shelves are yours~How about the cat, is it mine or yours~C'mon and stay~~C'mon and stay
FAMILY

Life is good by the ones you love~When the ones you love behave~Cause when they don't it makes you mad~But you breathe in deep and brave it~~The vilest thing about family~It's that they own your heart for life~They can make it hurt and make it bleed~And they don't even have to try~~Try and enjoy the scenery~And the lovely, tangy wine~Get your hopes down from where they're hung~And be sure to hold the line~~The vilest thing about family~It's that they own your heart for life~They can make it hurt and make it bleed~And they don't even have to try
THE DEVIL WE KNOW

Can we skip right to the part when everything is okay~When the rocky path we trod is far enough away~When we can remember the good times and have a laugh~When it’s clear in both our minds we’d never take it back~~You’ll tell me that you like my new shirt~I’ll tell you that I love your new shoes~I’ll let you know it’s so good to see you~You’ll let it slip you found someone new~~Can’t we just agree that this is not the way to go~That we’ve had more than enough of the devil we know~It has grown so tall and it’s got a mind of its own~If we let it loose you know it’ll chew us to the bone~~You’ll tell me that you like my new shirt~I’ll tell you that I love your new shoes~I’ll let you know it’s so good to see you~You’ll let it slip you found someone new
FROM THE GROUND

It comes up from the ground just to haunt you~It creeps up and no one else can see~And the harder you try just to look the other way~Well the harder it bites at your sanity~~All the anger you felt surging through you~All the pain that you thought was behind you~All the love you once felt, all the love that was gone~It comes up from the ground just to haunt you
THE RIGHT BOULEVARDS

I don’t know but I have been told~There are people you can look up in the right boulevards~In their dingy offices~They’ll take care of you~They’ll patch you up, they’ll keep you all from~Crying~~In their dingy offices~Cluttered with paper stacks~And artifacts to keep you all from~Crying
GOLD

If felt as good as you~I would take to wearing gold~If I knew the things you do~I wouldn't dread this getting old~~No it doesn't take a genius~To get where you're coming from~Oh this heart that i've neglected~It could sing a different song~~Your eyes full of sullen wisdom~Full of sorrow for my failures~Your head full of blissful boredom~You've given up on my troubles~~No it doesn't take a genius~To get where you're coming from~Oh this heart that i've neglected~It could sing a different song
AT YOUR WILL

They think you're bad but you think they're worse~You'll bring them down with a single verse~And they'll never know what has hit them 'til~You take over the world and bend it at your will~~Easy to miss that you had a plan~But they'll curse themselves once they understand~Fodder for their jokes all those years and still~You take over the world and bend it at your will~~They can be relied on but they sure can't sing~Beaches in the summer mountains in the spring~Everyday's another small step up that hill~And you take over the world and bend it at your will

MINTA & THE BROOK TROUT (2009)

LARGE AMOUNTS

Give it up for those who have the guts~To hurt who they love~When they really have to~~Those who have the guts to love themselves~Above all the rest~When they really must~~There isn’t much I wouldn’t do for you~But don’t ask me to~Stick around forever~~There isn’t much I wouldn’t do for you~So don’t ask me to~Stick around forever~~Large amounts~Of fun and songs~But you still go hungry~You can still go hungry
TO DISAPPEAR

Intentions are hanging in the air~So are the feelings~But words can’t seem to find their way out of your mouth~We sit in silence~~And this is leading us nowhere~There’s no way to go from here~And although I’m trying hard~You still want to disappear~~It’s always seemed like a waste of time to talk~And now we seem to have forgotten how it’s done~As we stare at everything but each other~So very quietly~~And this is leading us nowhere~There’s no way to go from here~And although I’m trying hard~You still want to disappear
I DON’T WANT TO (with Walter Benjamin)

I won't be your ashtray~I won't be your mom~~I don't want to~I'm not going to~I don't want to~I don't want to~I'm not going to choke~To choke~~I won't forget your birthday~I won't drink your beer~I won't smoke inside~I won't throw away your pillow~~I don't want to~I'm not going to~I don't want to~I'm not going to go~To go~~To go~To go
WITHOUT IT

We have had some lovely times~Though we fight the weirdest fights~You went out to clear your head~Said you didn't understand~~That I might just be looking for some answers~That maybe I’m just trying to find some hope~Why did I never feel like I couldn't live without you~I why did I never feel like you're a part of me~~And it's hard if you have ever been in love~To live every day to go through your life without it~~When you left I was so sad~Thinking about what you said~Maybe you're not coming back~And that might not be that bad~~’Cause maybe I have had enough of this~Maybe I'm ready for something else~I want to feel like I couldn't live without it~I want to feel like it's a part of me~~And it's hard if you have ever been in love~To live every day to go through your life without it
IF SHE CAN’T

It's a story of misuse~She has nothing left to lose~~She can't love you so she's better off unloved~She can't touch you so she's better off untouched~She can't have you so it's best that she's alone~If she can't have you~~Seeing you she falls apart~Seeing you it breaks her heart~~There's no way she'll ever love like she loved then~Just no way she'll ever feel like that again~She's accepted that she'll never have no one~If she can't have you
MY MY MY MY

My my my~My my my what a beautiful day~And I’m here~~My my my what a beautiful day~And you’re here~~My my my~My my my what a beautiful day~And I’m here~~My my my what a beautiful day~And you’re here
WHEN TO STOP

I can’t speak like I always do~The words come out all funny~And I’m not sure what it is about you~But I almost call you honey~~And I feel like telling you~All the things you make me want to do~~Hope I know when to stop~~I went home alone that night~And I do not regret it~I’m still not sure what I will do~The next time I am close to you~~Will I feel like telling you~All the things you make me want to do?~~Will I know when to stop?
IF YOU CHOOSE TO RUN

I don’t want to scare you but it has begun~Few hours left before the morning sun~~It’s about to come~~There’s nothing wrong with wanting to go on~No one’s going to blame you if you choose to run~~It’s about to come
DREAM OF YOU

I can’t only be in love with you~During my lonely hours~I can’t go without thinking of you~For days on end~~And then tremble when~I talk to you~Wonder what~You think of me~Be sure that I’m~In lust with you~~And dream of you~Dream of you
SO THE DANCE

The rain began to fall~And so the dance began~I feel it in my bones~This isn’t meant to last~I feel it in my blood~This isn’t going to end~I feel it in my bones~This will be over soon~I feel it in my bones~This isn’t going to end

YOU (2008)

A SONG TO CELEBRATE OUR LOVE

Took my guitar and I wrote for you~Don’t think I could do much better than this~You asked me for it and so here it is~(Oh, come on, please)~A song to celebrate our love~~Maybe you never would have had the guts~If I hadn’t been the one to move first~But I’m so happy that I took the plunge~Now we can celebrate our love
THE BOOZE

Came to know you one night at a bar~One beer, two beers, three beers~You’re telling me the story of your life~And I don’t really want to hear it~I have only just met you~~As the booze sinks in~The air becomes unbearable~As the booze sinks in~The air becomes unbearable~In here~~Came to hate you that night at the bar~Four beers, five beers, six beers~I can’t stand it anymore~So I left early that night and you stayed~Drinking your lonely glass~As I walked away~~Once the booze sunk in~The air became unbearable~Once the booze sunk in~The air became unbearable~In there
SCARED FOR YOU

Once I was scared for you~Now I am scared of you~Is it ever going to be okay?~~I’m all torn up inside~I’m thinking run and hide~I never thought it would end this way~~Millions of seconds right up to that moment of craziness~I do not think I’ll be able to give it all up just yet~~Out in the cold again~Wondering out loud again~I owe it to you that I am back here~~Called my friends for advice~Am I paying some price~Was it my fault that you disappeared~~Millions of seconds right up to that moment of craziness~I do not think I’ll be able to give it all up just yet
SEARCH SKIN DEEP

Finally I understand~What it’s like not to hold your hand~Finally I know how it feels~~Heartbreak of mine won’t you leave me behind~Won’t you let me go on with my life?~~I will have to search skin deep~For the shallow life I seek~~Maybe it will take someone~Without a trace of innocence~Maybe it will just take a moment~~Heartbreak of mine won’t you leave me behind~Won’t you let me go on with my life?~~I will have to search skin deep~For the shallow life I seek
ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE ME SORRY

There are things that I don’t know~And I’m fine with it~Concepts I can’t even grasp~It’s okay~~But there are things that I can’t bare~Others I just do not dare to ask you~~Are you going to make me happy?~Are you going to make me angry?~Are you going to make me sorry?~~ There are things that I just don’t understand~Like what exactly were you after when you held my hand~~And there are things that I can’t bare~Others I just do not dare to ask you~~Are you going to make me happy?~Are you going to make me angry?~Are you going to make me sorry?

lyrics to all songs in the band’s records, front to back

STRETCH (2025)

ECONOMY CLASS

CANTALOUPE

HOPE AND FICTION

BORN TO BE MILD (withThe Weather Station)

PLEASE MAKE ROOM FOR ME PLEASE (with Shelley Short)

YOUR CLOSETED DREAMS

RANDOM INFORMATION

BAGNO ELENA

DEMOLITION DERBY (2021)

EASY

INTERNATIONAL LOSS ADJUSTING

THE FAKE OUTDOORS

HALFWAY TRUE

NEIGHBOURHOOD

CHEWING GUM

HERE COMES YOUR BABY

MATADOR

ROW (2017)

SO THIS HAS TO DO

MILD-MANNERED MEN

TROPICAL RESORT

SLOW (2016)

BANGLES

PLAID AND DENIM

COLIN CALL

HOLY TRINITY

LITTLE FALLS

SAND

LIGHT BLUE BLUES

OLD HABITS

I CAN’T HANDLE THE SUMMER

IN SPAIN

A SEMESTER ABROAD

OLYMPIA (2012)

EGGSHELLS

FALCON

BLOOD AND BONES

FUTURE ME

FAMILY

THE DEVIL WE KNOW

FROM THE GROUND

THE RIGHT BOULEVARDS

GOLD

AT YOUR WILL

MINTA & THE BROOK TROUT (2009)

LARGE AMOUNTS

TO DISAPPEAR

I DON’T WANT TO (with Walter Benjamin)

WITHOUT IT

IF SHE CAN’T

MY MY MY MY

WHEN TO STOP

IF YOU CHOOSE TO RUN

DREAM OF YOU

SO THE DANCE

YOU (2008)

A SONG TO CELEBRATE OUR LOVE

THE BOOZE

SCARED FOR YOU

SEARCH SKIN DEEP

ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE ME SORRY