The Weakerthans - Civil Twilight lyrics
My Confusion Corner commuters are cursing the cold away, as December tries to dissemble the length of their working day. And they bite their mitts off to show me transfers, deposit change. I can't stop finding your face in their faces, all rearranged and angry, like you never were. And I ease us back into traffic, dusk comes on and I wonder why I'm always remembering you at civil twilight. For the most part I think about golfing and constantly calculate all the seconds left in the minutes, and so on, etcetera. Or recite the names of provinces and Hollywood actors. Oh Ontario. Oh, Jennifer Jason Leigh. But this part of the day bewilders me. Streets slow down and ice over, dusk comes on and I struggle, stop to stop, to stop thinking of you at civil twilight. Hey, every other hour I pass that house where you told me that you had to go. I wonder if the landlord has fixed the crack that I stared at instead of staring back at you. My chance to say something seemed so brief, but it wasn't. Now I know I had plenty of time. Between the sunset and certified darkness, dusk comes on and I follow the exhaust from memory out to the end of civil twilight.