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City Parks

from Lovers On A Bus by Formalists

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Breathing hard in a city park
Hacking air on the industrial lark
Shoutin’ out, “maybe I shouldn’t drink”
But no one’s here forcing me to quit

I said, ”You never did what I want to do
No you don’t do what I want you to”
I said, ”You never did what I want to do
No you don’t do what I want you to”

I want something great
To let me down
I want some new spark
To come around
To talk until
My tongue falls out
Saying what the fuck
Am I shouting about?

The flora changed, and the fauna left
Because the trails lead somewhere important
So I’m pulling grass in between a path
I want it dead, but it’s growing back
Now I’m breathing fast in the cities last
Useless stab, at our industrial past
And shouting out to an empty crowd
Nervous, I don’t know what I’m talking about

I want something great
To let me down
I want some new spark
To come around
To talk until
My lungs collapse
Saying what the fuck
Am I shouting about?

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from Lovers On A Bus, track released October 10, 2010

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Formalists Toronto, Ontario

Based in Toronto, Formalists are a progressive quartet with ties to the city’s classical and jazz communities. Their music combines alt-folk, indie, and western art influences, with a dual ambition to thrill and discomfort. At once elegant, and self-indulgent, Formalists share more then just a love of supine-grape eating with the hedonists of yore. ... more

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