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Russian Dolls

by Mark Berube

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released November 5, 2013

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Mark Berube Montréal, Québec

Montreal based singer/songwriter. Band includes Kristina Koropecki (Cello/Autoharp/Voice)

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Track Name: Russian Doll
Rainbow child
finds applause
she takes her time, in the poplar trees
the perfect girl, for a fragile world

she sees it all as a Russian doll

orphan song, and streetlight anthems
cancer hooks, and strobe light dancing
line my face, with muddy hands
be my weatherwoman, for all confessions

she sees it all as a Russian doll

peel it off slowly
your wooden armour

(she looks inside and nothing else matters)
Track Name: Confessions to a Streetlight
Now the sun is splitting shadows
as it pours through the blinds
and the room is suddenly a shade of gold
I can see your face lie on its side
a strand of hair across your eye
you flower in the early morning glow

I know
I've got to bring the fire home

now the evening's full of chemicals
and rolling jokes with strangers
I find my arms tied up with the night
I could fill my life with spectacle
and slow dance with the shadows
and give confession to a streetlight

I know
I've got to bring the fire home

oh that day
a caveman came
and brought home a little hot dancing flame
oh my my, oh yes yes
that was the day
the night took a holiday
a long long holiday
til sunrise

now the moon is splitting shadows
as it pours through the streets
these early morning hours feel alone
I can see your face lie on its side
a strand of hair across your eye
you flower in the early morning glow
Track Name: Carnival
Wrote a small time song for my neighbourhood choir
for my kid at home, my band for hire
found a cancer hook in a bank of songs
among the da-da

found some chicken wire, a plastic bag
a clothesline full of golden rags
found some graffiti on my China plates
got a happy hammer for the refined tastes

and now the school yard's clean, the basement's full
of all the dandelions the kids could pull
found some entitlement, some hipster swag
a conversation for my vanity page

and now the typewriter's dead but not the church bell song
I see our future lit in the lights of Hong Kong
I got my Christmas faith, the angels shine
from the lips of the freeway to the shadows of...

the carnival lights on the cheeks of your face, promises on the blades of your teeth
carnival lights on the cheeks of your face, will you take what you will receive?

found a quicksand smile, a manhole stare
a mad-dog-with-AIDS alarm system 'beware'
got some concrete love, a strap-on lie
a pedestrian crime, the alibi

got my secret world and my modern rash
for the window-shopping eyes, aristocratic trash
got a heart of gold, some germs of steel
and I serve my excuses on banana peels

so let the sunshine crash on all your private parts
and if the dog's in heat, embrace the bark
let's make a rendez-vous, turn the lights down low
and do the cheekbone dance until the trumpets blow
Track Name: Ethiopia
I'll put you in my suitcase and I'll take you to Ethiopia

we stood alone in the corner
they put us there for what we'd done
you placed a smile on the teacher
she understood and let you stand

now you
are
my favourite ghost

my mother saw you in the schoolyard
she told me 'bout your polished self
you wore conviction on your collar
you said the best is yet to come
Track Name: Oak Tree
A raincoat made of cotton
is what I'm in for
I'm sitting under a roof of leaves
in a downpour

there's a streetlight and its orphans
in a burned out embrace
as I start to feel the harvest of a cloud
on my face

and I sleep awake
on a bench, under an oak tree
as that wall, through Jerusalem
breaks and separates

there's Morse code and applause
in the leaves above my head
sending signals down below
that the future's looking wet

so I hold my awkward tongue
as that storm tumbles around
and sinks into the puddles
that are bleeding on the ground
Track Name: Mississippi Prom
Hard rains fell
that thunder rolled
I see that cloud's still here
it's keeping the shade damp and cold
need a little sun to appear

I'm frozen in my kitchen chair
the moment's holding me
it's 10:15 on the radio
there's a school in Mississippi

where that strange old fruit
in the poplar trees
is still looking
for a grave

weatherman be kind
weatherman be strong
for the Mississippi prom

conversations for bitter tongues
the words those kids must know
we can eat the fruit of pesticides
we can watch the weeds that'll grow
Track Name: The Good, the Bad, and the Photograph
Hey mister, small town boy
rose up like dynamite
fought a fight with the gloves of a saint
it made you a heavy weight
for the picture perfect moment in your head

Hey mister, dancing man
you moved like dynamite
a butterfly and kerosene
a prisoner to rainbow dreams
for the picture perfect moment in your head

now I see you sitting on the TV screen
the camera's holding ransom your privacy

how do you feel
at the pinnacle of man
surrounded by the good, the bad, and the photograph?

Hey mister, favourite son
you loved like dynamite
I stood outside your prison gates
a child with a child's taste
for the picture perfect moment in your head
Track Name: Another Century
The mountains make me feel stupid
they question all of my lies
I lie here being Goliath
stunned by the simple reply
I find your body unfolded
and drawing my hope inside

and now
I'm looking for escape
to an unfamiliar place
don't you want the same?
you know
you're burning through my mind
it's smokey
and I like it

the salesman said it was deadly
his time-travelling jelly bean
he said it would bring us confession
the sky a cartoon bouquet
but the past came out of the graveyard
and tomorrow became our escape

I was haunted by the sound of smoke
that filled my head
from far
far away
in another century
Track Name: Beer Garden
Got your message last night
congrats on the other gig
your pockets will be more lined
for now, more than we could ever give
we'll cross paths on the road
some beer garden backstage
I'll watch you from the wings
with a smile on my face
bands can piss you off
leave you wanting to be alone
so just get me a drink
and let me play for you
this brand new little
song