Vancouver Divorce

What the hell is this?
 Said, "It's art, just fucking mirror it"
 
 Where did we go wrong?
 If not here, where do we belong?
 In a shot of sun off an airplane far above Earth?
 In the glint of the foot-burnished manhole cover?
 In a light, a sign of one kind or another?
 In the gleaming eye of a fighter or a lover?
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 Sitting here at the Horton's
 So you know this is important
 If not here, then when?
 If not now, then when?
 When a feather's an immovable force?
 When stampede's an obstacle course?
 When Ancient Train has hit ol' Transient Horse?
 When we're a Vancouver divorce?
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 Now we've hammered the last spike
 And we've punched the railroad through
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 Thought there'd be more to say
 Thought there'd be more to do
 I love your paintings, don't take your colours away
 I've grown more fearful of them every day
 Swimming up their dark river to discover its source
 A source of strange and unrequited remorse
 And I found the end of the world, of course
 And it's not the end of the world, of course
 It's just a Vancouver divorce
 It's just a Vancouver divorce