Rebirth

I’d classify this one as Piano Angst. I was 20, having recently become totally disillusioned with Christianity, and wanting to lose myself in the anonymity of life at the University of Toronto. Actually, when I think about it, I suppose I was trying to find myself there. I was the right age for that kind of thing. I needed an authentic identity, so I went back to the workshop to recreate myself. Willingly I did not go, but in the end I’m glad I went. This album marks the start of that journey, and a turning point in my work as a songwriter.

Recording credits & track list

Recorded at HSC’s Project Studio, Hamilton, ON
Music, vocals & lyrics by Leslie Hudson
Produced by Simon Lebrun

1. Lifetimes (3:23) | 2. Free (3:17) | 3. Her Atonement (3:58) | 4. Anonymous (2:45) | 5. Blame (4:10) | 6. Backseat Driver (2:46) | 7. The Ghost (3:35) | 8. Stone Ears (4:23) | 9. I Am (4:07) | 10. bonus track – instrumental (3:21)

Select Tracks:

Click for lyrics:

Lifetimes

And I know that inside you, you can hear my voice
And I know that inside you, you hear me
And I know that inside you, you can hear my voice
And I know that inside you, you hear

One lifetime I woke and I found I was tin
So easily swayed I buckled in the wind
And this is the way that I lived my life
I gave to the wind and it broke me

And my eyes have been blinded, my uniform’s thin
And my hair has been dyed neutral grey
And I’m marching in single file, silent and grim
And the nightingale flies on her way

One lifetime I woke and I found I was blood
I felt every touch, I could be passionate
And this is the way that I lived my life
I turned to the wind and it fed me

And my blood has been dripping since I said I’d stay
And I’m slashing my wrists on my knees
And I lift up my head, screaming, Take me away!
To the nightingale sailing her breeze

And I know that inside you, you can hear my voice
And I know that inside you, you hear me
And I know that inside you, you can hear my voice
And I know that inside you, you hear

One lifetime I woke and I found I was stone
I stuck to my guns, the earth was my throne
And this is the way that I lived my life
I threw out the wind and it healed me

And my eyes have been opened, the paint is all dry
And my chains will melt off if I run
And I finally see that I know how to fly
And the nightingale shows me the sun

And I know that inside you, you can hear my voice
And I know that inside you, you hear me
And I know that inside you, you can hear my voice
And I know that inside you, you hear

Her Atonement

There is something you lost
Though I can’t see the meaning
There was someone you trusted
And someone betrayed you
There was someone you talked to
In the dark, in your corner
Through the window you let yourself fly

And you flew, you flew, you flew away

There was distance between us
And I thought I could help you
But my questions just seemed
To drive you away
And you found a new home there
In the dark, where you whisper
Like a child beaten down by her god

So you flew, you flew, you flew away
And how do I get your soul back?
Back from the place where you’ve gone

Is it my fault that you are this way?
Is it my fault that you ran away?
Is it my fault that you learned to hate?
Yes, it’s my fault that you’ll never stay

I could be there to talk to
In the dark, in your secrets
I could win back your heart if you try

But you flew, you flew, you flew away
And I’ll never get your soul back
Back from the place where you’ve gone

‘Cause your soul, it flew, it flew away
And all I have left here is a grave

Anonymous

Under your thumb we sit here
Silently and patiently and humbly sitting still
Deaf, mute and dumb we squirm here
Patience child, you know I’ve got
So many mouths to feed
To let somebody bleed
So many men to drown
To burn this city down

Chorus:
Omnipotent power-trip
Women and children first
Who needs the devil anyway?
He’s quenching his hollow thirst

All in a line we stand here
We can suck the marrow from the bones that you discard
Toss us a bone we beg here
Sorry child
I’ve checked my book and you’re not on the list
You’re Jewish and your fathers got me pissed
But listen, I don’t wanna have to shout
My arbitrary will has left you out

Chorus

Please don’t waste my precious time


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