M​.​Lund

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All songs composed, performed and arranged by M.Lund

The tracks were recorded and mixed by M.Lund in Vancouver, BC, between May 2012 and May 2014.

Mastered by Brock McFarlane of CPS Mastering, January 2015.

Special thanks to Joseph Hirabayashi for technical assistance

Artwork by Andrew Granlund.

Available on cassette

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released May 30, 2014

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Track Name: Western Birds
I'll be your friend to end
I will yield but not pretend
This is very real my dear
How can I make you re-appear?
Year after year
Have no fear

The re-issue appears
The print is warm
The lesson this time
No need to scorn
This is very real my dear
Tear after tear
Have no fear

There's room for you
But can I get through to you?
Fractions keep stumbling
I'll keep on fumbling numbers

Visions can't be heard
Except with you and western birds
This year I can't be sure they'll sing
Plans are forbidden
And tears must be forgiven
When they're pictures on your wall
And summer in the city
Don't mean that much to me anymore.
Track Name: Meth Lab Blues
I went on down to North Dakota
To see where my folks tilled the land
They came from frozen viking grounds
But what they build was grand

My sweet aunt fixed me toast and tea
And told me tales of the sea
Who was my clan of exodus
And how did I come to be?

They worked and trudged those tundra lands
And forever looked at the steeple
Till one day that lightning struck
And God yeah he shifted some people

I thought that I was leaving behind
All my needles and cups and dimes
But sitting on that old Greyhound
You won't believe what i'd find

The grass was high and the vermin ran
Through mountains of trash in the yard
Windows shattered that once mattered
Oh what has become of this farm?

I pinched my nose and grabbed a hose
And washed the silt from my eyes
And burst on through that kitchen door
'cause there was my big surprise

The sink was the colour of the Devil's hide
Yeah black as tar on a boot
Bottles of poison in a heap
Sure ain't much of a loot

Then it hit me like a prairie train
Delivering a cargo worth spilling
Crystal is the choice 'round here
But it sure ain't for the thrillin'

My proud folks they once dressed in white
They'd give you a ride or sing you a song
But now this scourge is cookin' here
Keeps the man workin' all night long

The days are darker and it's nearing time
To kiss the babe from Bethlehem
But I won't go down to that little farm
Smells to me like 'Methlehem'!
Track Name: Superhero Song
Superman flies across the city
It's Metropolis City
Chest so broad he can lift a Ford
Lois Lane can't complain

Batman flies across the city
It's Gotham City
Beatin' the wheeze out of Mr Freeze
With so much ease

They keep us safe and sound at night
So we don't have to put up the fight
And oh what world
They hold on their shoulders
As darkness descents
We give thanks for our heroes

Spiderman flies across the city
It's New York City
I think my spidey-sense is tingling
Oh what a feeling

They keep us safe and sound at night
So we don't have to put up the fight
And oh what world
They hold on their shoulders
As darkness descents
We give thanks for our heroes
Track Name: Cookin' The Books
One of these days I’m going to put my books in the oven
Maybe that way I can bake tale just for you and me.
Cause the news they’re serving’s just not to my taste.
This volume needs an edit and a dusting of your grace.

All of my cookbooks are dog-eared and oiled.
The library detectives are at my door
My overdue subscription is raising suspicion.
But my cooker is filled with tender words.

It seems they’re reporting on a race that doesn’t end
Riders are smashing into walls.
I can’t drive a Honda
I don’t look like Peter Fonda
But I can chop and blend with speed.

It doesn’t matter to me,
‘cause I can bake
Turn to 180 degrees
Yeah I can bake.
Flip to page 23
Yeah I can bake.
Pick the words straight from the tree
Yeah I can bake.

Set the dial and chops the onions
Soon our pages will be steaming.
No GMOs in this hefty tome.

It doesn’t matter to me
‘cause I can bake
My catalogue is tasty
Yeah I can bake
Dewy decimal pastry
Yeah I can bake
I’m writing kitchen poetry
Yeah I can bake

Our story’s as sweet as the sugar cane farm
Just bring your glasses and your caramel wink

It doesn’t matter to me
‘cause I can bake
I’ve got a bibliography
Yeah I can bake
It doesn’t matter to me
Yeah I can bake
My library fine is paid and I’m free
Yeah I can bake
It doesn’t matter to me
Yeah I can bake.
And keep your eyes peeled for the screenplay…
Track Name: The Other Side Of Rain
Ferry coming ‘round again
Captain crew not a boat for two
Cast aside fall and muscle your way
It’s holiday.
Meanwhile I’ll be wondering
Fish their plundering
And everyday oil.
But I guess I’m still warm
As I conquer grey days

Time and wait
Before we celebrate
And I see you

On the other side of rain
Until then I’m alone again
On the other side of rain
We’ll tend to our garden then

We’ve been here before
It’s like the summer was parole
But now we're wading down to the shore
And now it's nautical time.

There's no palm trees on this side
But that’s alright, that’s alright.
Salty breeze lifts this song
While the sand cuddles your toes
While nature nurturers you
I’ll be discarding purchases
Everything we need to know
Will come when we meditate.

Time and wait
Before we celebrate
And I see you

On the other side of rain
Until then I’m alone again.
On the other side of rain
We’ll tend to our garden then.

We’ve been here before
Like when the waves were 10 feet tall
No more boring sea wall walks
Cause now it’s our nautical time.

Two ferries
Two ferries can't be wrong
Two ferries
Two ferries can't be wrong
Two ferries
Two ferries can't be wrong.
Track Name: Trap Door
I’m here tuning in
'cause I’m wondering
How you’ve been
Yeah how you’ve been

Your words are roses
Your technique is silver
It’s the way you’ve been
Yeah the way you’ve been

I thought I knew you well
You slammed a trap-door to your heart
Heavy chains can be unlocked
The days are dark
Since we’ve been apart

You like your men like I love my bands
Blue-collar and bearded
It’s the way they’ve been
Yeah the way they’ve been

My books end-up like you play guitar
They’re dirty and shredded
It’s the way we’ve been
Yeah the way we’ve been.

I thought I knew you well
You slammed a trap-door to your heart
Heavy chains can be unlocked
The days are dark
Since we’ve been apart

Get up to go somewhere
And stumble in the dark
A fixation on a shadow
I can see your tiny spark
I've digging for so long
And I’m breaking out next week
Don’t tell the jailor
Don't tell the jailor

I thought I knew you well
You slammed a trap-door to your heart
Heavy chains can be unlocked
The days are dark
Since we’ve been apart
Track Name: Aerosol Arts
See you driving down the street
Spot the coppers on their beat
With the bike lanes you compete
It’s Canadian road rage

Ours is not a happy planet
When you look at who’s been handling it.
But colored cans and nimble wrists
They’re alright, They’re alright.

Where’s Waldo?
He’s holding a ladder for Banksy.
That’s how he gets his work done
His colored cans and nimble wrists
They’re alright, They’re alright.
They run wild, They spray wild.

Van Gogh may have eaten his paints
What a fellow
He gave us yellow.

Ozone layer can stop those rays
I'm doing fine
Vitamin D9
So spray your paints

Open up your hearts
With the aerosol arts