Propagandhi - Letter Of Resignation lyrics

Takes a dried up ballpoint, lemon juice and water keeps diary invisibly In the kitchen corner of a basement bachelor's suite There's a certain search for certainty you know we'll never see Her hands touch her childhood home in photos that she took It's one more omission from a highschool history book How whole lives are knifed and pushed aside To whom it may concern....This is to inform yours...sincerely yours There's a bus thats leaving half an hour from now It won't take her where she really wants to go So she sits there with her luggage at her side In the empty stations of our empty lives Take a broken bottle. Take a rafter beam or take a needle and a tarnished spoon All just words to k** off one more unheard statement In another dying afternoon, she said she's leaving soon So so long to ten hour shifts and faking sympathies Farewell to piles of bills, unpaid utilities All rolled up and unfurled like a flag Wake up and pack your bag "It's like being sick all the time, I think, coming home from work Sick in that low-grade continuous way that makes you forget what it's Like to be well. We have never in our lives known what it is to be well What if I were coming home, I think, from doing work that I loved and That was for us all, what if I looked at the houses and the air and the streets Knowing they were in accord, not set against us, what if we knew the powers of This country moved to provide for us and for all people, how would that be How would we feel and think and what would we create?"