On A Path
Lyrics Owen Pallett

Written by: Owen Pallett

Produced by: Owen Pallett

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Dig, dig for silver in the name of keeping the order
Silver is nothing more than the displacement of water
It's a trick of the light on the face of your daughter and/or your son
The rising tide of intellect
Your room a holy mess
A copy of The Dispossessed
Your room a holy mess

You say you'll never go home but the truth is you never left it
At the top of the Canyon we look down at what can be created
By vote, created by bill, created by vote
By vote, created by bill, created by vote

You stand in a city that you don't know anymore
Spending every year bent over from the weight of the year before
You stand in a city that you don't know anymore
We tried to rule the world but we couldn't get beyond the front door

I was a kid without a heart, my chest an empty cavity
A hole to be filled with the multitudes around me
So why didn't you say, why didn't you say so when you could see?
We gotta call the whole thing off, get out before the drop
We gotta call the whole thing off, get out before the drop

I stand in a city that I don't know anymore, no I don't know anymore
I stood for a city but I don't know anymore, I don't know anymore
I stand in a city that I don't know anymore
Spending every year bent over by the weight of the year before
Clap hands for a city that I don't know anymore
See the sun coming out as we walk the last mile of the lake shore

Song facts

"I lived in Toronto for 15 years, and only just a year ago did I move to Montreal. The song is very, very much about Toronto, but I didn't want to just be like, "Toronto is a shithole." I wanted to figure out why I was not enjoying being in the city. Part of it is that Toronto is kind of a shithole. Every city is kind of a shithole. Except Montreal. Montreal is fucking great. And L.A., which is fantastic.

It's also the disparity between being a 20-year-old in the city and being a 30-year-old in the city. Half of my friends that I had when I was 23 had left Toronto and were living other places, and a couple of people died as well. So I just found that every time I walked around the city, I was getting a little nostalgic, like, "That's where I had a really nice meal like five years ago with a friend who now lives in Berlin." Getting kind of drunk on the sweet nectar of your memories, as Jens [Lekman] would say. It was difficult for me to create new experiences. Everything felt like a vague facsimile of something that had come before." - Owen Pallet

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