"The CN Tower Belongs to the Dead" as written by Charles Edward Ives and Michael Owen N...
We the dead, we the dead
Under country roam
Country rued, we the dead, from our holes to the ground
Make a book of the maggots our bodies will snare
Kiss the earth, kiss the earth
No need to trouble our empty air


And see into our belt upon our guts
I see into your womb makes me a corpse
Decorate from the base of the graves of our lost loves
Packages, ginger root, and a crucifix
Never rude on the place, never thought I couldn't stay
Never thought I couldn't run anyway, never thought I couldn't run anyway
Like I filled up the lake with all the things I didn't say
Never thought I couldn't run anyway, never thought I couldn't run anyway


From the top of the tower
Radio's in my ears
I can see my house from here
I can see my house from here
From the top of the tower
Radio's in our ears
I can see our house from here
I can see out house from here
From the top of the tower


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