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Album: Miscellaneous (1993)
Artists: Jane Siberry

  1. Above The Treeline
  2. Adam And Eve
  3. All Through The Night
  4. As I Roved Out
  5. Burning Ship
  6. Dancing Class
  7. Extra Executives
  8. False False Fly
  9. Follow Me
  10. Goin' Down The River
  11. Grey Victory *
  12. I Muse Aloud
  13. I Paddle My Canoe
  14. In the Blue Light
  15. It Can't Rain All The Time
  16. Jacob's Ladder
  17. Map Of The World (Part I)
  18. Marco Polo
  19. Mimi On The Beach
  20. O Shenandoah * Sail Away
  21. Ol' Man River
  22. Pontchartrain
  23. Slow Tango
  24. Streets Of Laredo
  25. Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
  26. Symmetry (The Way Things Have to Be)
  27. The Magic Beads
  28. The Mystery At Ogwen's Farm
  29. The Sky Is So Blue
  30. The Strange Well
  31. The Waitress
  32. The Water Is Wide
  33. This Girl I Know
  34. Up The Loggin' Road
  35. When Last I Was A Fisherman
  36. Writers Are A Funny Breed
  37. You Don't Need


Jane Siberry
Miscellaneous
Writers Are A Funny Breed
It is very quiet here--so still
I don't live here--I live down the hill
On this winter's afternoon
The distant sun--it slowly swings the room around
This room hangs on a golden chain
Suspended
Frozen
Frozen in time since you went away

Walking through your rooms I though your things
Fitting--these aren't fingers these are wings
It says April on your calendar
It's winter now--I wonder where you are
I hope it's warm and sunny--or cold and windy
As long as you're fine

Your house is as tumble-down as mine
Crumpled papers everywhere like mine
This one says "I'll write no more"
That one says "don't lock the door"
Writers are a funny breed
I should know

You said someday when we're pure and high
We won't need to capture and describe
The things we see or don't see
We'll let things be
Let things be
That's when you'd leave

And that is why I had to come today
My mad scribbling crumpled, crippled, fey
Tossing words from ledges that erode
From ledges--I am not a goat
I am not a piece of chalk
I just want to do it right like you

And now I stand here in your house
Everything's so still
I wonder if I'll write again
Or let things be
Writers are a funny breed
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