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(Just click on the pic to play the video on youTube.)

Another song with Neko Case during
her years with the New Pornographers.
There's no mistaking THAT voice,
no way.

Where have all the sensations gone?
Ah yes, I know that one so well these days.

"Letter From an Occupant"

I'm told the eventual downfall
is just a bill from the restaurant.
You told me I could order the moon, babe,
just as long as I shoot what I want.

What the last ten minutes have taught me:
bet the hand that your money's on.
Where the hell have the '70s brought me?
You trade me away long gone.

For the love of a god, you say,
not a letter from an occupant.

The time that your enemy gives you,
good times are not the ones you want.
I cried five rivers on the way here,
which one will you skate away on?

The tune you'll be humming forever,
all the words are replaced and wrong,
with a shower of yeahs and whatevers,
you trade me away long gone.

For the love of a god, you say,
not a letter from an occupant.

Where have all the sensations gone?
It's the song, the song,
the song that's shaking me.
It's the song, the song,
the song that's shaking me.

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