Written at Darcy's cabin at Pigeon Lake.
Disappear © Martin Kerr 2016
The propane tank is empty, the sausages are gone
The sundeck is deserted, put your mittens on.
Get the blankets from the basement, The cold's a-comin' soon
Our Summer love's as far off as that harvest moon.
I don't want to face the winter, at least, not on my own.
You said you'd stay forever, but I should have known.
You were always selling something, saying what I want to hear.
Now you're gone I only want to disappear.
There's a little dappled sunlight cutting through the trees.
The shadows are like fingers reaching out for me...
I still hear your footsteps creaking on the stairs.
I feel your breath beside me when I say my prayers...
from The Update EP
released September 12, 2016
Martin Kerr - Vocals and Guitar
Keith Rempel - Bass
Christine Hanson - Cello
Tyson Kerr - Accordion
Thom Bennet - Drums (#3)
Produced by Peter Stone at the Bird Shop
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