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“The Thinking Man's Party Band...one of the best violinists I've ever seen."
Victor Bonderoff - The Vancouver Sun

     

Mermaid


I met a woman in a wheelchair
Heart and soul bigger than a house
Five alarm face of a siren
But with legs that could not figure her out

 

Someone did lift her and flew her
Right there in front of the band
Floating a moment she swam home
No longer prisoner of the land

 

Count your blessings everyday cause
things could be much worse
There but for the grace of god go I
forgot those words those words,
well I forgot the words

 

I could be blinded or deafened
Or any turn for the worse
I could be dying for something
Suffering that Gypsy feet curse

 

I could be boring or headless
Or given no soul to save
Losing my way to a dumpster
Or have the first name of Dave

 

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I could be racist or sexist or ageist
what’s next is deletist just meist
not youist or dumb
But what the mermaid did teach me
Leave that to the rednecks and scum

Thank you for giving me great eyes
Thanks for whatever is in my hand
And thanks to the Mermaid I woke up
No longer prisoner of the land

 

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