This is it. This is number 14. It's the last one.

I started writing stream of conciousness style and noticed some recurring themes from earlier songs, so I decided to carry on going on in that direction.

So everything in brackets/stereo are references to previous lyrics. All other songs excluding the two instrumentals are represented here. I think it ties the album together really nicely.

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Sitting in my kitchen
One whole month has gone
A redbush on the table
On the final song
(No critics or graphs this too shall pass
If you too long turn away it'll haunt you one day)

I'll be here if you need me
I'll be here if you don't
I'm finding things more easy
Perhaps next week I won't
(The'll always be a train leaving in the winter rain
But I won't make enemies, Beulah keeps memories)

A funny kind of peace fell
When the Bent Brief closed down
Surprised at all the faces
I recognise from town
(I never thought I'd feel for concrete and steel
but maybe Parry Sound is more than a town)

Some I had met elsewhere
Some I didn't know
But all of them together
Made the building glow

(My feet were on the land, but a touch of a hand
Said the city has care because the people put it there)

I've got some things to work on
I'll do some as I sleep
There's leeches in this city
But they don't run too deep
(Houses fall apart but their tenants have heart
Free time with friends make the photos in the end)

So I'll be here if you need me
Else I'll be here still
If things aren't going easy
I hope that soon they will