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On a business trip, I got thinking about three types of distance: missing my darling, but knowing we’d have a happy reunion soon; another friend who was nearby, but we wouldn’t be able to work it out to get together, and I could see that brief catch-ups were, for now, going to be our lot. A third, with someone I’d dated long ago – we’d had the dramatic, over-wrought releationship and subsequent break-up that people often do when they’re figuring out love, and I wondered if we’d ever speak again. I resolved that if we should, I’d smile, and tell her she looked like million bucks.

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Pretty clouds in the sky like the look in your eyes they blow right past. And up above, a pretty place like looking down at Earth from space I think I can see your house. But I know that I’ll never get to see the inside there’s a river between us that’s deep and wide and cold you sat down over there and cried it doesn’t feel like you’d want me to swim to your side, though I would.

I’m driving with the windows down through forests and beach towns where children play and be free. I don’t know the language here; I’m tired of translating just like between you and me. I’m a sucker for you but I just can’t abide, there’s a channel between us that’s deep and wide and I would drive over there, even on the wrong side but I can’t see you waiting for me with your arms open wide. Man, I wish I could.

Oh, don’t be sad. Isn’t this what you wanted? Things aren’t so bad. You chased me away, left a letter that still says ‘Don’t write me again’. ‘Don’t write me again’? You can’t take that back.

I’m going home in a few days. I’ll tell my baby I missed her but it was a good three weeks. I’ll tell you that you’re looking great. I’ll say ‘How’s your mother?’ if I ever see you on the street. Maybe you don’t care. I’ll sleep well at night. There’s an ocean between us that’s deep and wide. Even children grow up and grow their own lives. Bury their hatchets before they grow old and die. I’ve buried mine.

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from Son of a Rudderless Boat, released January 16, 2010
Kev Corbett: Morgan OMM acoustic guitar, '03 Clumsycaster feedback, Eminence upright bass, old Ludwig Beatle kit, old dobroified Stella, jingle bells, windchimes, thundersheet, voice.

Erin Costelo: piano

Jason Mingo: tape loopy guitar

Meaghan Smith: Bg vocal

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Kev Corbett Halifax, Nova Scotia

“The man is an exceptional guitar player – for one thing – but also writes extremely clever, finessed, clockwork folk-pop songs whose singable surface belies a tremendous underlying sense of craft. It was really great to see him again.” – Jowi Taylor, Six String Nation

“Well-crafted, skillfully written songs, dazzling guitar playing. Son of a Rudderless Boat is a marvelous listen.” – Penguin Eggs ... more

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