Without Mythologies Lyrics - The Weakerthans

A soft breeze with slippery concrete black 

And full of muddy slush 

Contrasting with the hoarfrost, clean and hung 

On a tunnel of silent shivering trees 

The ones you said you'd like to be 

And the birds that screamed at the sun 

Now buried deep down below the ground 

Beneath the snow 

I press my shoulder to this wall between us 

I know you are behind me 

And I press my shoulder to this wall 

Determined not to turn around 

I didn't see you standing 

Still that statue that I molded in my mind to kiss 

So beautiful, you'll never move again 

Someplace far away, some sad table littered 

With chipped plates, with bad light 

In 48 frames from a movie on the cutting room floor 

You've said, "True meaning would be dying with you" 

And though I wanted to, I did not smile 

But now I will give up on this wall that I have fought with 

Never uncover meaning behind our rich words 

If I could, I would make you a raging river 

With angry rapids, supplied with rain 

So you could always meander 

And forever be able to run away 

Without contending with myths, wrongly interpreted 

With pain, a harsh wind 

A harsh wind