Casey Comeau


	Songs from the EP recorded by Dave Draves at Little Bullhorn Studios in Ottawa Listen here: Dragonfly Funeral Pyre (lyrics) Snow Creatures (lyrics) Birthday Song (lyrics) Fredericton Juke Box (lyrics) Routes (lyrics)	Casey Solo recorded by wooferbitch on December 30th, 2005 Listen here: Still Here (lyrics)
	Lyrics
	Snow Creatures by Casey Comeau the ice on my ribcage refuses to melt the winter is taking her fee the cold is insisting to sit on my brow my fingers are starting to freeze i don't know i don't know i don't know... if you love me it's so cold it can't snow my eyes are froze shut it seems i can't feel a damn thing i touch your thin hand in the dark cold back seat then regret my rash haste to rush in i don't know i don't know i don't know..... if you love me	Routes by Richard Jeffrey they've got routes that they take they move different in the evening than they do in the morning they've got rules that they make they move differently in the evening than they do in the morning that's all... that's all... we move in patterns programmed by it all that's all... that's all... in the midst of life we come to know that's all they're heading for the lake they move differently in the evening than they do in the morning the lovers you've come to hate they move differently in the evening than they do in the morning that's all.......
	Fredericton Juke Box lyrics by Allison Calvern johnny's on the juke box hear the sound of cash i've come down from up the hill to drink my sour mash we sit and sip in orange light this bar sounds like a truck its engines grind it shifts its gears we're down we're not picked up now johnny's on the juke box and we hear the sound of cash so come on down from where you're at and drink your sour mash another drink we hoist our glass to the night and to the bar we sit and watch and listen hard to find out where we are so sing your heart oh johnny c your fulsome voice so fine but low enough to reach us here a wilting on the vine now johnny's on the juke box and we hear the sound of cash we've come from many haunted worlds we drink our sour mash now southern comfort really ain't so much a comfort drink it dulls the heart and blots the eye and makes your poor breath stink now johnny's on the juke box and we hear the sound of cash so come on down from any place and drink your sour mash	Still Here by Casey Comeau the mystery's fading it's all coming clear yeah the one thing that's crazy is why i'm still here holding on to fairy tale moments too pretty to miss forgetting the strange awkward way that you've been kissing me lately i don't know how to hold on everything just seems to go wrong when i wrap my arms round your neck we both drown now don't get me wrong no i think you were right to leave me here breathless 'cause i finally sleep through the night except on the days when i can still smell your face as I tumble to dreaming and everything falls out of place i don't know how to hold on everything just seems to go wrong when i wrap my arms round your neck we both drown don't walk away don't walk away don't walk away from these years i'll walk away i'll walk away i'll walk away from these tears
	Birthday Song lyrics by Shikai osho what would you do if i were to tell you that you have everything that you need? no trouble no strife no husband no wife and no real need to succeed yes you've got it all and you always did that's all that you need to know waltz it away, this is your day it's the first of the rest of your life what do you want? how does it feel? and what will it look like? these facts of life aren't really new no they've been around for years don't waste your time on psychics or seers programmed for life by De Boers what would you do if i were to tell you that you have everything that you need? now nothing's forever, least of all love that marks the end of your fears what would you do if i were to tell you that you have everything that you need?	Dragonfly Funeral Pyre by Richard Jeffrey call them call them call them to to funeral call them to the funeral pyre tell them tell them that everything is stable tell them at the funeral pyre 'cause it's a question never to be answered 'cause it's a question of another kind do we burn or do we fly? do we burn or do we fly? i know bringing you is taking the air out from your lungs i know bringing you is breaking your heart and all that was bring the water bring it from the river bring the water up from the shore changing places and changing with ease changing places and leaving with ease call them call them call them to the funeral call them to the funeral pyre