Brian Borcherdt Motel
How am I supposed to feel tonight?
Stay in this motel or go outside?
I woke up in Lethbridge... I didn't know the time
The sun in December hangs so low... low in the sky
I can almost hear your voice tonight
I can almost hear your voice tonight
I dreamt of October, Nineteen ninty six
I hid behind the curtain while andyou were playing
"Wish thesky was white"
I asked if it hurt and you said "It didn't hurt like
this."
I can almost hear your voice tonight
I can almost hear your voice tonight
I can almost hear your voice tonight
I can almost hear your voice tonight
