Boson

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David James Young How exactly is this young man not our most celebrated young songwriter? How, I ask? Favorite track: The Saddest Fire.
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released September 23, 2012

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Track Name: Limberjack
Innocent
Lumberjack
Chopping wood
With his axe
Burn the leaves
Light a match
Firebug
Lumberjack
Track Name: The Saddest Fire
No body speaks
Of the tragedy
When the saddest fire
Engulfed the theatre

In Montreal
a man puts out a cigarette
a ban begins to take affect
within all theatres

Many had died , all of them children
Empty beds caused parents to choke
For everyone breathed a part of the smoke

But as the last laugh would explain
You’ve gotta get em young
Pretend its dramatically staged
And put it all out when its done

In montreal
A man puts out a cigarette
A ban begins to take affect
Within all theatres
Within all theatres
The palace of laurier
Track Name: IRL
Gumming my food with my teeth falling out
Hiding the drool that pools in my mouth
I hit my peak when I finished third year
Of my degree of which nobody cares

Back in my day we used mouses and keys
To slice up our foes with incredible ease
We had neither whatsits or thingamajigs
That lately have poisoned the minds of these kids

I’ve so much nostalgia for playing that game
So much I’m likely to do it again
Cus theres dragons in skyrim and NPCs
All whom resemble the ones that you see
In your everyday life, yes
the one that you’re trying to hype, Perfectly rendered,
impossibly real, glitchy sometimes but I’m able to feel
my stamina draining, my mana bar charging, my health when its low


The AI’s convincing, there’s hardly a flaw
The speech is complex, responses are raw
Shading no doubt takes up most of the RAM
Could do with some more but it does what it can

two thirds through my quest I had stumbled upon
A girl who surpasses all previously
her depictions of werewolves had stolen my heart
Im in love with a ghost inside the machine
Track Name: A Corpse Upon The Shore
Keys collect the dust
Cus I never got through to you
Scarred skin and marker pens
You hated yourself back then

I picked up the hessian bag
Stained with your saliva
Sand enhances salty tears
Remnants of what I remember

3 shades of blue and green
Evidently dead to me
Flesh digress beneath the waves
Sea creatures have robbed your grave

Now you’re but an empty shell
Now youre but an empty shell
Now you’re doing oh so well, taken by the sea

Keys collect the dust
Cus I never got through to you
Track Name: Empty
We get honey
From slave bees
And petrol
From dead things
There’s nothing we will not harvest

But it’s not our fault, our design is merely flawed
Though our bodies will not outlast us

But essentially, the air we breath
will be filled with debris
and our collective body
and our collective mind
and our collective nature
of all man kind

will be engulfed by a massive explosion, I’d take it as a sign
that now were at the end of a species,
we must shed our skin, and our insecurities

we will ascend into a higher dimension, we will have left our guns and our bitter hearts
in the closets that contain them,
to sit and burn, and fire random bursts
at our corpses, just laying in a pile
left to the extremities, bleeding for a while

until the winds of change have decomposed our bones
and not a single soul will ever need to know
Track Name: Maple Syrup
I like girls who leave me notes
inside the cases of my favorite games
and smell like maple syrup
like the stuff on pancakes
truth told I hold my breath whenever she leaves the room
because the air around her is the richest I've consumed

The freckles on her forehead and forearms and lower legs
that disappear when she gets dressed
will come back when I see her next
and if she were a flavour I'd make her the sweetest one
nothing quite as sugary as all the ones that rot your teeth

I like games that leave me girls
inside the cases of my favorite notes
and stuff on pancakes that smell like maple syrup
truth told I rearranged the lyrics from just before
because there's no describing the girl that I adore

The freckles on her forehead and forearms and lower legs
that disappear when she gets dressed
will come back when I see her next
and if she were a flavour I'd make her the sweetest one
nothing quite as sugary as all the ones that rot your teeth
Track Name: The Witch Of Mailer Avenue
I heard the door tremor with the punch of your fist
My barrier was significantly bruised
I was sound asleep, then blinded by the light on my wrist
To find out what hour you did choose


You say you’re calling on, the cursed one that lives by the moon
Whose neighbours have labeled the witch of mailer avenue
Who conjures old demons just to amuse
Whose stories are fabled events sad though true

Myth and legends
out of the wood
live and prosper
in your neighbourhood

I said you must be mistaking this house for a friends
I harbor no problems and need no amends
No magic is practiced for negative use
Now silently compensate for the abuse.

Not by your fortunes, and not by your labour
but by the hairs you drop in my favour.
Though you may think you have entered some hell
know that you’re merely under my spell

Myth and legends
out of the wood
live and prosper
in your neighbourhood

Monsters, lesions
made from the book
prowl for your children
in this neighbourhood