Lost Together Album

Artist(s): Blue Rodeo

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Blue Rodeo Lost Together Cover Art

Tracklist

Fools Like You

length: 4:41
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy

Blue Rodeo Fools Like You lyrics
So good at doing
What you don't do
Just trying to protect yourself
And other fools like you
So well practiced
In your deceit
Behind the high walls of stupidity

Your endless conceit
Behind the locked door
The sleeping dog you beat
I hope I see the day
She satisfies her teeth
Give back to the native
Their treaty land
What you preach you preach for others
Why don't you practice that first hand

I just don't understand
This world of mine
I must be out of touch
Or out of my mind

And will the profits of destruction
Forever make your eyes blind
Do you bow to the corporations
Cause they pay their bills on time
God bless Elijah

With the feather in his hand
Stop stealing the Indian land
Stop stealing the Indian land
Stop stealing the Indian land

Rain Down on Me

length: 4:43
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
You never need forgiveness
Left home at seventeen
Raised up on hate

To a life that's second rate
I've seen that look before
Behind some closing door
You couldn't be delivered
Just won't be denied
Too much a child
Confident and wild

Nobody taught you how to live
What to keep and what to give
Now she talks to strangers
Who bring her flowers for her hair
But every night you count on me

To get you out the door
Then you smile
And watch me lose control
You rain on me
Rain down on me
Rain down on me

I used to think I knew
What I was waiting for
I don't think that anymore
I didn't know what to bring you
You don't seem to need too much at all

No pearls or chains
And nobody's sad refrains
Everytime I wonder why
I think back to the kindness in your eyes

Now everybody wants you
Bring you flowers for your hair
But every night you count on me
To peel you off the wall

Then you smile
And watch me lose control
You rain on me
Rain down on me
Rain down on me

I used to think I knew
What I was fighting for
I don't think that anymore

Restless

length: 3:54
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
You were so poised
Like some matador raising his steel
It's the same old useless ceremony
And a last bow before the kill
Every junkie in this laundromat
Is equal in the eyes of your lord
But you just put your hand to your hip
You're gonna give them a taste
A taste of your sword

I get so restless
I get so restless
I get so restless
Restless sir

In what you hoped looked so dignified
You played your exit for a laugh
And like they've done so many times before
They made excuses on your behalf
And every street Jesus and suicide,
Is just another voice that goes unheard
Every candle in the cathedral
A prayer for a better world

I get so restless
I get so restless
I get so restless
Restless sir

You were so poised
Like some matador raising his steel
It's the same old useless ceremony
And a last bow before the kill
And in the not too distant future
You'll have the preacher and soldier

Floating round in space
The soldier's finger on the trigger
The preacher's joined in a state of grace

I get so restless
I get so restless
I get so restless

Western Skies

length: 4:19
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
Well I'd rather be
Walking through the tall pine trees
High

Up above Lake Louise
And I'd rather be
Chasing after shooting stars
Than waiting for this dumb 503 T-T-C

I'd like to see
The sun set behind Saddle Mountain
And listen to the wind whisper my name
Yea this world and me don't fit
One of us is going to have to quit
Oh how I miss those western skies

And I'd rather be
Back in the Rocky Mountains
Than sitting in some bar on Queen Street

And I'd rather be
Walking through the high meadow
Than watching the latest war on my TV
So please don't you stand in my way
I just got to get out of this place

If I waste another day
I'm sure the sun will forget my name
Oh how I miss those western skies
Oh to see the sunset in her eyes
Oh to see the sunshine in her eyes

And I'd rather be
Lying by the Bow River
Just watching the clouds go by

Yea I'd rather be
Anywhere else than here tonight
Than stuck in the city

But through the pain
Good things will come
After the rain the sun
But that don't mean much to me

Stuck in the city
Oh how I miss those western skies

The Big Push

length: 4:26
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
mastering: Wally Traugott
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
Tell tell me the reasons why
Tell me every secret you've been told
Cause everybody knows they're dangerous
Hey let me try that wonder stuff
The stuff that lets you look at them and nod
Smile and say thank god it wasn't us

When it all goes to pieces
And it won't be long
Once you've had your fun
We'll still be sitting here
Waiting 'til the big push comes
Now the moment we've been waiting for
The moment that you'll finally realise

Your promises are lies
They turn to dust
Time time changes everything
Can turn you from a hero to a dog
Living in a fog like the rest of us
When it all goes to pieces

And it won't be long
Once you've had your fun
We'll all just sit around
Wait until the big push comes
Write write me a pretty poem
Make believe that paradise is here

Future's coming clear
Sun through the clouds
And when it all goes to pieces

And it won't be long
Once you've had your fun
We'll still be sitting here
Waiting 'til the big push comes
And when it all goes to pieces
And it won't be long
Once you've had your fun
We'll all just sit around
And wait until the big push comes

Willin' Fool

length: 6:40
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
Isn't it funny
Funny to think
I once believed you
I thought you were being straight
But what a bad joke
It's always the same
With one hand you offer
While the other slaps my face

You
You made a willin' fool out of me

So there you sit
In the great city of kicks
Your apologetic fingers
Fumbling with a pack of cigarettes
Your good intentions
As hollow as your eyes
Yea you paint your world
With brilliant lies

You
You made a willin' fool out of me
The last time I saw you
I was dangling from a ledge
You posed quickly for a picture
Just before I lost my grip
You kind a remind me

Of those psychos in a German film
You're that cool smirking weirdo
With the voices in his head

Voices in his head
Voices in his
Voices in his
Voices in his head

You
You made a willin' fool out of me

Already Gone

length: 5:15
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
Oh, Monday morning waking up still too numb to speak
Another night just staring at the wall.
Last night's conversation knocked me off my feet
Guess today I'll fall
I wish that we could find the words to look the other way
Be careful of the things we do and watch the things we say
And maybe then we'd get somewhere we'd never been before
But what's the use in fighting when you know you've lost the war.

Walk the streets in New Orleans, shirt soaked to my skin
Through the mess of yesterday's parade.
Thousand times a day I think of calling you again
Come to my senses instead.
And every time we walk away we lose a little time
Pretending to each other now that everything is fine.
I know whatever lies I use to get myself to sleep
I wake up to the promises I know we couldn't keep.

Say you don't see what's wrong
Every night lasting oh so long,
And I know, I do, you're already gone.

I wonder should I get up, would but what's the point?
Oh once something's gone it's gone for good.
Maybe I could look away back to where we used to be,
One more time I wish I could.

Oh, never mind the reasons that tore us all apart
We've both done things I know we can't defend.
What's the use in tracing it all back to the start
There's something missing in the end.
I wish that we could find the words to look the other way
Be careful of the things we do and everything we say
And maybe then we'd get somewhere we'd never been before
But what's the use in fighting when you know you've lost the war.

Say you don't see what's wrong
Every night lasting oh so long,
And I know, I do, you're already gone.
Oh I know, I do, you're already gone.

Flying

length: 4:11
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
lyricist: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
composer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
I'm not saying I'm angry now
I'm just wondering why you changed your mind
Happens all the time
How does it feel to have a winning hand
From a first-rate failure
To the leader in the chosen land
People never understand
If the world keeps spinning 'round
It'll be alright
You said if you were on your own
You could really fly
Fly
While you're up there
Turn around and touch the sky
I guess the point of getting out
Is never saying goodbye
You learn your lessons in the hardest times
Run out of patience
Lean on the bold faced lie
People never wonder why
I feel too tired to scream and shout
Left in the sun 'til the colors all fade out
If the world keeps spinning 'round
It'll be alright
You left us long ago
So you could really fly

Lost Together

length: 5:20
producer: Peter Doell and Blue Rodeo
mixer: Peter Doell and Blue Rodeo
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
Strange and beautiful are the stars tonight
That dance around your head
In your eyes I see that perfect world
I hope that doesn't sound too weird

And I want all the world to know
That your love's all I need
All that I need

And if we're lost,
Then we are lost together
Yea if we're lost,
Then we are lost together

I stand before this faceless crowd
And wonder why i bother
So much controlled by so few,
Stumbling from one disaster to another

I've heard it all so many times before
It's all a dream to me now, a dream to me now

And if we're lost,
Then we are lost together
Yea if we're lost,
Then we are lost together

In the silence of this whispered night
I listen only to your breath
And in that second of a shooting star
Somehow it all makes sense

And I want all the world to know
That your love's all I need
All that I need

And if we're lost,
Then we are lost together
Yea if we're lost,
Then we are lost together

Where Are You Now

length: 5:29
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
You were so complete
You made a perfect mess of my head
I should have known better
But I was bored and looking for kicks

You were the open window
A two lane highway headed West
You were my adventure
The silver charm around my neck
So where are you now
I thought I was going crazy
But now it just makes me laugh

I'm talking to the TV
And the TV is talking back
You were the dare at midnight
The gold narcotic on my breath
You were the beggar's tin cup
You were the stain on my bed

So where are you now
Yea where are you now
I'm gonna buy an old car
And drive high into the sun
Maybe if I lose it all
We'll have us a little fun

You were the desert motel
You were the rose in my teeth
You were the first to forgive me
You made the last drink taste so sweet

So where are you now
Where are you now
You gotta tell me
Where are you now
Come on come on
Where where where
Are you now, where

Last to Know

length: 4:24
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
What took so long to build took a moment to slip away
You could barely hide the satisfaction on your face
Time takes another day
Changes you in subtle ways
Lifts you up, then slowly lets you go

Sitting there across the room your smile looks like a threat
Living underneath the heel of what you might do next
Memory works in strange ways
Cuts you down then makes you pay
One day you'll be walking fine
The next day lightning hits you from behind

[Chorus]
One heart
One love
Two people can rise above
Each time we fall
Don't know what I was thinking of and
Don't say it's so
Don't say it's so
Let me be the last to know

Seems we move backwards now the further on we walk
It's hard to find a single line through all our double talk
Home late and drunk again
Close the door; shut out the rain
One more day, no damage done
My spirit's falling, sinking like the sun

[Chorus]

Standing at your doorway I can hear your voice inside
Telling all your friends what you're gonna say to me tonight
Oh write me a better part
Find the words to break your heart
Keep you on your knees forever
Funny now my tongue gets tied together

[Chorus]

Is It You

length: 3:52
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
Is it you?
I wonder
And still it makes me laugh
Is it you
That I'm looking for
Don't turn away so fast
And while you were talking
Wide-eyed I fell asleep
Hoping tomorrow would be

As sweet
Is it you
Who whispered
Into my hazy soul
Is it you
Who makes the flowers bloom
On the tenement windowsill

In a hotel room
A TV glows
And songs are exchanged
Drunkenly chasing the ghost
Of eternity
There's a drunk on the sidewalk
Trying to look unconcerned
And the dead eyed motel blonds
Wait in line for their turn

Is it you
Who laughs
When all the other dogs snarl
Is it you
Just because you listened for a while
And with this buzz of electricity
Still ringing in my ears

I wonder
Is it you
I wonder
Is it you

Angels

length: 7:59
producer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
mixer: Blue Rodeo and Peter Doell
engineer: Peter Doell
writer: Greg Keelor, Jim Cuddy
Sometimes it all looks like some Chagall
I close my eyes and disappear for awhile

And the world is falling
Slowly out of view
While the angels are singing
Singing me home
Yeah the angels are singing
Singing me home
3 o'clock in the morning

And I'm feeling no pain
From way up here
It sure all looks the same
And the stars are spinning
Like pinwheels in the sky

While the angels are singing
Singing me home
Yeah the angels are singing
Singing me home

I think I'll stay here a little longer
Close my eyes and go back to nowhere
And I wonder if I'll ever

Get used to this life I've been living
While the angels are singing
Singing me home
Yeah the angels are singing
Singing me home
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