Greatest Hits Collection Lyrics - Singles - The Weakerthans

Knock, so I'll know you're still there 

Half listening, interpreting the air 

Full of failing foreign tongue 

My dialect of stammer come undone 

I've got these threads of you and I 

I use to tie my doubts down 

And from four times-zones away 

Still yesterday, still talking to the past 

From the front seat of your car 

Gravel road and falling 

Falling hands and falling star 

Start the engine up 

I'd like a new identity 

A pseudonym, some plastic surgery 

Or just a way to disappear 

Someone to write me out of here 

I hear you hum an unfamiliar song 

Thought maybe you would come along 

Perhaps, you'd like to see 

Some piece of this 

My new philosophy is that a 

Crappy tape deck somewhere plays 

A greatest hits collection 

Strange and tender moments lost 

Stranded and forgotten 

I'll meet you there 

I'll meet you there 

Something I forgot to say 

Can't find a way 

To make this mark more clear 

So crack your skull before you weep 

And I'll try to keep 

Some part of me sincere