Stanza

by Mitchell Bergeron

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released December 3, 2014

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Mitchell Bergeron Burlington, Vermont

I am a writer, musician, and performer that focuses on making the audience question the sincerity of my work. My experimental work focuses on the endurance of the audience, while my rock music focuses on making the audience question the honesty of the piece.

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Feel free to send me an email at Mitchb6@gmail.com
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Track Name: Prologue
Instrumental
Track Name: Delusions
Instrumental
Track Name: Olive Branch
Instrumental
Track Name: I Ate A Cheeseburger While Getting Money From An ATM
I ate a cheeseburger while getting money from an ATM.
Track Name: Lay It On Me Thick
Instrumental
Track Name: Stanza
Instrumental
Track Name: Sunny Days, Night Skies
Go now into the moonlight
Soft and slow, I'll wait for you.
Rest your aching bones
In the cold waters of home.
Find a little fire to stoke
And have yourself a little smoke
Calm your nerves,
Oh calm your senses
And find yourself
A life worth saving

Sunny days ahead for you
From cloudy skies to clear blue
Yes, sunny days ahead for me
A blue sky all I can see

So go now into the moonlight
Soft and slow, I'll wait for you.
Rest your aching bones
In the cold water of home.
Find yourself a fire to stoke
And have yourself a lovely smoke
Rest your senses,
Rest your soul
And find yourself
To love

Sunny days ahead for you
From cloudy skies to clear blue
Now sunny days ahead for me
A blue sky all I can see

Oh sunny days,
Oh sunny days,
Oh sunny days,
Oh sunny days.
Track Name: Vomitorium
A numb sense of starvation
Minuscule in my eyes
Sullen in my senses,
Pride is not the answer
Pride is not the answer.
My pulsing veins ooze their blood
Guts evacuate the women and children first.

We are all the same behind the closed doors of the vomitorium.

I project my vomit and my vomit tells me who I am.

Just another lost soul in the vomitorium.

I go when I have to,
I go when I need to,
I go when I want to,
I feel pure in the vomitorium.
Behind those closed doors of the vomitorium.

We are all the same behind the closed doors of the vomitorium.

I feel the best at my worst.
I feel lost when I'm surrounded
My life, your life,
We're all the same behind the closed doors of the vomitorium.

We come with buckets in salt-stained garbs,
Waiting for our bodies to do as our minds tell them to.
We are all the same behind the closed doors of the vomitorium.

The rich are poor,
The poor are dying,
The young become old,
The old are dead.
Bodies on sweaty bodies in the vomitorium.
We are all the same behind the closed doors of the vomitorium.

We are all the same behind the closed doors of the vomitorium
And it will never end.

In the vomitorium,
In the vomitorium
In the vomitorium,
In the vomitorium.
In the vomitorium,
In the vomitorium
In the vomitorium,
In the vomitorium.
Track Name: On The Bus/Get Along
I was touching myself,
I was touching myself,
I was touching myself,
I was touching myself.

I love you,
I love you,
I love you,
I love you.

A lullaby for me
A lullaby for you
Baby what's broken doesn't have
To be brand new
I sing a hymn for you
You sing one for me
There ain't no difference between
What was and what will be

Ain't it funny when words don't come out right?
Ain't it great when all we do is fight?
Ain't it great how things turn out wrong?
Isn't it wonderful that we can't get along?

I've been staring at you
For too damn long
Not to say hello
Or ask what's wrong?
You've been avoiding me
As you should
Oh its plain to see
Oh that I'm no good

Ain't it funny when words don't come out right?
Ain't it great when all we do is fight?
Ain't it great how things turn out wrong?
Isn't it wonderful that we can't get along?

Ain't it funny when words don't come out right?
Ain't it great when all we do is fight?
Ain't it great how things turn out wrong?
Isn't it wonderful that we can't get along?
Track Name: Epilogue
A numb sort of feeling
Inside of my mind
Tells me I'm done for
Each and every time
You wouldn't know nothing
Nothing about it
To be the king
On the mountain of shit

Is this the end?
Let it end for me
Is this the end?
Let it end for me
Is this the end?
Let it end for me
Is this the end?
Let it end for me

But there's something in
Each and every one
To make you stronger
Just fire off your gun
There's something so surreal
Something so profound
Takes a bloody smile
Makes it a happy frown

Is this the end?
Let it end for me
Is this the end?
Let it end for me
Is this the end?
Let it end for me
Is this the end?
Let it end for me