The Weakerthans, always.

I will say I prefer the version of this song from Live at the Burton Cummings Theatre, but still one of my favorite songs from them. Plus, I’ve already posted “Pamphleteer” even though that’s what I woke up with in my head this morning. 
Pretty much all music from The Weakerthans sits perfectly at the intersection of story and song, and for that, it is some of my favorite to get lost in. 

“My confusion corner commuters are cursing the cold away
As December tries to dissemble the length of their working day.
And they bite their mitts off to show me transfers, deposit change
and I can’t stop finding your face in their faces, all rearranged
And angry like you never were…

And I ease us back into traffic
Dusk comes on and I wonder why I’m always remembering you,
In civil twilight

For the most part I think about golfing and constantly calculate
all the seconds left in the minutes, and so on, et cetera
Or recite the names of provinces and Hollywood actors;
Oh, Ontario! Oh, Jennifer Jason Leigh!
This part of the day bewilders me…

Streets slow down and ice over,

Dusk comes on and I struggle to stop to stop to stop thinking of you,
In civil twilight

Hey, every other hour I pass that house,
Where you told me that you had to go
I wonder if the landlord has fixed the crack,
That I stared at, instead of staring back at you…

My chance to say something seemed so brief, but it wasn’t.
Now I know I had plenty of time
Between the sunset and certified darkness
Dusk comes on and I follow the exhaust from memory up to the end

The civil twilight”

~Civil Twilight
The Weakerthans, Reunion Tour