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7 Deadly Sins

by Miranda Stone

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1.
I do my penance on the playground swing Till all of the bells in my sinning heart ring Driving rain chauffeurs me to redemption Working out my dishonourable mention Too little sleep and too much wine Makes even a bad thing look divine Gotta own up to my own this time Learn what to politely decline This time is the last time , but THIS time is the last time Every time I go to get up and leave I get Worn and wasted like the cuff of your coat sleeve Two feet, two hands, two rubber bands To mend the cracks of a sorry reprieve Broken people, they don't need to keep dry Left my umbrella at home in the closet with my disguise Wind and rain, wash away all the stains That I spilled on my lap when I closed my eyes This time is the last time , but THIS time is the last time 20/20 in the morning, 20/20 in the morning- I'm not like glue- I did not stick to my plans I did not leave- till it was out of my hands Now I'm talking like this, like I always do This was not fair to me, this was not fair to you Dollar store lady help me out a bit I've got 3.95, what can I do with it Looking for rhymes that are bitter sweet No you sold out of all your regret songs last week This time is the last time , but THIS time is the last time 20/20 in the morning, 20/20 in the morning-
2.
Remedy 04:24
I need a remedy, some kind of cure A shivering skin, a motive that's pure A suit of armour a long white robe, before I cross the river, when I need it most I need a remedy some kind of cure I need a remedy some kind of . I need a hard-core brother, I need a hardcore heart A new tattoo, a brand new name, a running start I want to scream out loud but I way too tired A fevered prayer from a home-sick child I need a remedy some kind of cure I need a remedy some kind of cure I need a living faith, not a limp excuse Your dangerous wine, not some fake grape juice A contrite heart you will not despise Sprouting from the ground where my body lies I need a remedy some kind of cure I need a remedy some kind of cure I need a love that loves my enemy and in loving so Loves the one in three and the one in three that I've not yet seen is my only hope for a remedy
3.
I want to be wrapped round you like a wool blanket I want to be climbed like the trunk of a tree I want to be spent like a new silver dollar I want to be moved like a boat on the sea Ya we feel the same and we want the same thing too Ya we feel the same but I want no shame over you I want to be dampened like fields in the morning I want to be melted like gold in the fire I want to be high like a kite in the blue sky I want to be filled like the air in a tire Ya we feel the same and we want the same thing too Ya we feel the same but I want no shame over you I want you to dance like a leaf in the treetops I want you to murmur like wind in the grate I want you to make like a train to the station I want you to know that it's so hard to wait Ya we feel the same and we want the same thing too we feel the same but I want no shame over you and we feel the same and we want the same thing too Ya we feel the same but I want no shame over you
4.
Before bras and boys and periods Oh the summers we would have, Running everywhere with our shirts torn off, Making all the neighbors mad I was gangly like a corn stalk With a monster list of plans, And that was my life before seventeen And I spun my wheels in the sand But then the boys could suddenly wound you Till you bled without trying And the girls could suddenly wound you Cause were experts at lying And you found out how to act hard and the secret spots to cry in and my hips grew in In the year of the seven deadly sins These clever things that we learn when we get older When every wicked thing we do can make us bolder How to steer a conversation, how to swallow our libations Till even warmer smiles can make us colder So I drove south like a ghost into Georgia Singing "Lonely One" with Mr. Gibbons, feeling Always disappointed, though the word has been anointed, My little faith feels always cut to ribbons Cause the boys will suddenly wound you Till you bleed without trying And the girls will suddenly wound you Cause they're experts at lying And you found out how to act hard and the secret spots to cry in and my lips begin another year of the seven deadly sins But today is going to be different You can stop the leak when you know where the hole is Cause a thousand yesterdays have kicked the crap right out of me But today I'm going to throw a few of my own punches I'm gonna drink from the living water I'm gonna eat from the broken bread And the day I finally get into heaven Ends the war between my heart and my head Cause the boys will suddenly sing Till you see without trying And the girls will suddenly bring A little mercy for the dying And you'll find out how to give love the secret spots to shine in and my lips will grin and say goodbye to the seven deadly sins say goodbye to the seven deadly sins the seven deadly sins
5.
I like almost anything that's old, except for leaky roofs and plumbing problems In old apartments And my eye has been well honed from digging through other people's garbage to find their Secret compartments- Ancient letters and compromises, packed in boxes, strange surprises You're an atom bomb in a still frame You're the scariest collection Of scar tissue (but I'm not here to mercy-kill you ) Ya emotions are a school bus with a drunkard at the wheel Seems I let your pen and paper in and then your hands and feet as well What a brilliant citizens arrest! Like a revolution mob you punched my common sense right out- Almost convinced me it was for the best We all bite the bullet where we're soft I kept my promise, you kept yours, To tell the truth at any cost- You're the metaphorical expert You're the scariest collection Of scar tissue (but I'm not here to mercy-kill you) Ya emotions are a school bus with a drunkard at the wheel. How can you love another person if you haven't truly learned to love yourself? How do you ever find forgiveness if you' e never learned to pardon someone else? And can you learn what generosity is even when you still deny your need? How do you ever get a meal if all you do is bite the hand that feeds? You're an atom bomb in a still frame You're the scariest collection Of scar tissue (but I'm not here to mercy-kill you ) Ya emotions are a school bus with a drunkard at the wheel Emotions are a school bus with a drunkard, a drunkard at the wheel
6.
Power Of One 04:31
You stomp you feet on tiny houses Prey on the helpless- you are the beast I want your fire, but hate your methods One day the greatest, shall be the least I'm just a flicker within the darkness A birthday candle beside the sun But revolutions within our histories They all got started by the power of one The power of one You hog the blanket while I am sleeping So I get shafted, each time you turn We have no weapons, we have no money But children watching, and children learn When you were born you came out bloody Just like me, mister, and the holy son The day is coming, alone you'll leave here And you'll remember the power of one The power of one When I was little, big boys would taunt me To prove their manhood, to make me fall And it still happens, now that I'm older They've got slave labor to take their calls You've got a lifetime of grand successes Which equals nothing when the day is done Without love, no lasting value Unless you die (into the power of one) And man and woman, they join together Like grace and mercy, the work begun I am a living testimony of what was started By the power of one The power of one The power of one
7.
Don't you feel again the glow of knowing you're on holiday And you ran around in your nightclothes like when you were nine And you don't know what it is that maybe, could be coming Just like Christmas it is, a good surprise for tearing open No school today only childhood things No blue sky but happy, happy is Maybe the thrill of what snow was Coming back a little bit Maybe the thrill of what happy, happy was- Winter at nine No one's angry in this morning light it's almost like the thrill Of smashing up your wooden sled, surviving the spill Barefoot on the Persian rug, I brush my hair until I glow There is nothing to be done today, no place left to go No school today only childhood things No blue sky but happy, happy is Maybe the thrill of what snow was Coming back a little bit Maybe the thrill of what happy, happy was- Winter at nine
8.
Taking off my clothes, I'm Eve in the light of a naked bulb and the Rotted flooring sinks down before I step, gingerly, into the tub Looking at the ceiling, thinking the galaxies of peeling paint and plaster Are something I would photograph - A beautiful disaster Water runs down in rivers, it forms beads across my skin And the steam courses down in droplets, the dirty plaster drinks it in My own hands can never wash me clean of every thought I've tried to master You are something I would photograph You beautiful disaster And you pull on me just enough To make me crack- You pull on me just enough To make my resolve go slack If I tackle every angle and I still can't turn 360 degrees I'm not opposed to every Persian flaw between you and me So I study what your poverty points to I Look for a larger than life kind of voice If revelation is a riddle then truth and beauty is My educated choice My educated choice And you pull on me just enough To make me crack- You pull on me just enough To make my resolve go slack Like a train wreck, or a famine Like the thought of a morning after You are something that I'll remember Like a beautiful disaster Oh ya, you don't care at all You don't care at all You don't care At all.
9.
This one's for the impossible years And this one's for the finger and the fears And all the calls that you ignored This one's for your apathy Dismissing every grassroots S.O.B. Who bled to death while you were bored- Do you sell much? What's your draw? Let me draw you out of your safety nets you Little fishes with little threats Because we do it on our own We're the bastard child that you disown Scratching "danger" on your fancy car I've witnessed what your thievery can do It's not a privilege I want from you If that's what makes someone a star Do you buzz much? Where's your claw? You animals do what you do best: Kill the weak and screw the rest Do you pray much? Where's your love? This is the death that suits me best Little fishes with little threats Little fishes with little threats.
10.
Lets hold a liberation party for who ever cares to listen There's no glory in my poverty Visible from your position Cause I'm not a pleasant martyr; I fight myself on the way to the stake I'll take my cross while they find beauty in the things they desecrate Over-crowed. I'm surrounded. Oh confound it. Stop asking me Maybe no was just a challenge, maybe if I kicked you in the rear? Was that the sign that you were waiting for; to see my eyes register fear? I thought for sure it wouldn't go that far I tried to see what lay ahead We could list the string of failures now or we could call a truce instead- Over-crowed. I'm surrounded. Oh confound it. Stop ! (I'll burn the whole thing down) Can you read my body language? Are you sure you've found a fraud? I try my utmost to be truthful- I've got a soft spot for the underdog And it's left me broken-hearted before and I guess it'll happen a little more ya - my hard-core friends have shown me you can use your boots and love the crew Lets hold a liberation party for who ever cares to listen There's no glory in my poverty visible from your position visible from your position
11.
A Prayer 06:21
God I'm dying to find the quiet in the dark Like a blind man finds his way through hearing and touch Now I've got more secrets than my mouth can hold I'm naked so often I can't feel the cold Who'll be that brave to fight me and Love me just the same, love me just the same It's about time that we redefined the words that have lost the meaning of what we meant In the name of love In the name of your sweet creation One day I'll understand, when the rags I wear fall away With your hands reaching out, and your tears still wet running down them Touch my lips with a coal, and drown me in your deepest fountain Is there still time, for all my bridges to be rebuilt My over-extended arms to mystically be filled And I am so tired of running these distances to find I haven't moved a mile, I'm a woman who longing to Trust like a child again, trust like a child again, It's about time that we redefined the words that have lost the meaning of what we meant In the name of love In the name of your sweet creation One day I'll understand, when the rags I wear fall away With your hands reaching out, and your tears still wet running down them Touch my lips with a coal, and drown me in your deepest fountain
12.
Rest 04:23
You can beat my body, you can break my bones Wait till my back is turned and then throw stones But I never shall walk this world alone, And my spirit is at rest. I had come more than a thousand miles To see the rumours in the coldest eyes Try to live my life in a manner of peace But this time there would be no relief So I walked through the fire misunderstood And the people laughed like I knew they would And I cried until my waters ran dry But the spirit would not let me die When your friends have shown their teeth at you In a subtle way like enemies do You must rest your case with God above And he will quiet you with the greater love I will not bend I will not break Or drown myself in Sorrows Lake For my name in carved in a living stone And I will never walk this world alone You can beat my body, you can break my bones Wait till my back is turned and then throw stones But I never shall walk this world alone, And my spirit is at rest.

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released June 1, 2002

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