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Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith


Background information
Birth name Ronald Eldon Sexsmith
Born January 8, 1964
Born place St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada
Origin Toronto, Canada
Genre(s) Rock
Folk
Pop
Years active 1978—present
Label(s) Warner Bros. Records
Interscope Records
Associated acts The Kelele Brothers
Website Website



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Ron Sexsmith Album


Time Being (05/12/2006)
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Like a fool I'm reaching out, Lord
To the hands of time
For if he knew how you were drowning
He'd never toss you a line

If all we have is here and now
Honey, I won't change a thing
If all I know is how I feel
When you move your snow white hand in mine
I'll never hold the hands of time

From the moment we are born
We're in the hands of time
As drunk on life as death is sober
When we say goodbye

Though it hurts to lose a friend
May it help remembering
For every door that closes in
One'll open to the other side
Opened by the hands of time

Heaven knows
There are days when it flies on by
Heaven knows
There are days when it drags
Though it may seem to be on your side
Turn around, it's left you high and dry

And that is why...
It's a fool who reaches out
To the hands of time

If all we have is here and now
Honey, I won't change a thing
If all I know is how I feel
When you move your snow white hand in mine
I'll never hold the hands of time

Feel its hands upon the strings
As the music starts to ring
In my soul, in my dreams
For to help these melodies and rhymes
Become this song "Hands Of Time"
Hands of time

. . .


Strange how their love bloomed in the Winter
Only to vanish in the Spring
It never fails to make him shiver
To see the outline of her wings

Where she made her last snow angel
Little did they know
That it'd make a lasting impression
Deeper than the snow
In his soul
The snow angel never faded

And when love calls to make that promise
The one to be faithful and be true
It's then temptation falls upon us
The world turns awkward and aloof

And with this betrayal
An angel descended from on high
Oh, but this was not a manger
And as he came inside
To his fright
T'was no angel hanging naked

Strange how each year 'round late November
When the first snow is on the ground
She reappears so he'll remember
How a love so young can be cut down

When she made her last snow angel
Little did they know
That it'd make a lasting impression
Deeper than the snow
In his soul
The snow angel never faded

In his soul
The snow angel never faded

. . .


It all seems so obvious now
When I look back over my life
There were times that I really felt down
To think it passed me by

But in these hours of serious doubt
Through the coal black lonely night
Something told me "it'll work out"
Something deep inside
Was comforting me

All in good time
Oh, all in good time
It said all in good time
The bad times will be gone

"Hold your houses," a willow tree cried
While the sun calls to me "where's the fire?"
"Run your course my feverish child"
Came a voice from even higher
Inspiring me

All in good time
Oh, all in good time
It seemed all in good time
The bad times will be gone

We rise and fall
We try and fail
And people may judge us
But angels will know us darling
All in good time

It all seems so obvious now
When I look back over my life
There's a need for sorrow and doubt
For darkness and for light
It's how it must be

All in good time
All in good time
It said all in good time
The bad times will be gone
All in good time
The bad times will be gone

All in good time
All in good time
All in good time

. . .


Of foolish dreams
I'm done with these
Of childish things
I've set them free

Filed them away in the past
Gave up on all that don't last
Save for just one thing
There's something that I'd never do

I'd never give up on you
Though they try to break us in two
Oo-oo-oo
Never give up on you
Whatever I do

Come early Spring
I bailed on that
From apron strings
I freed my hands

And woke from the spell that was cast
I kicked that habit at last
Oh, but I would stick by you
Wherever you lead me to

Never give up on you
The world may try to break us in two
Oo-oo-oo
I'd never give up on you, darlin'
Whatever they do

I'll never give up on you
Because I know you'd do the same for me
Never give up on you
Because you take me as I am
How I'll always be

When times are bad
When things go wrong
What makes you sad
Will make me strong

I'm keeping an eye on your tears
Sweeping up all this broken mirror
Our luck may never come through
But that's something that I'd never do

I'd never give up on you
Though they try to break us in two
Never give up on you, darlin'
Whatever I do
Never give up on you

. . .


Hate to be
The bearer of bad news
But lately
Even the sun seems confused
And now I think we're lost
Think we're lost

And the sun don't shine the way it used to
And the rain falls harder than it's s'posed to
All the world looks cold and grey
I think we're lost

Dark shadows
Keep swarming 'round us nowadays
And on the road home
I feel surrounded in harm's way
My love, I think we're lost
Think we're lost

And the night seems darker than it used to
I fear we've gone much farther than we're s'posed to
I'd hate to be the one to say
I think we're lost
I think we're lost

And the sun don't shine the way it used to
And the rain falls harder than it's s'posed to
All the world just turns away

And I keep worrying about it, baby
I keep waiting for your love to save me
And tell me that we'll find our way
I think we're lost
I think we're lost

Now it only seems to make me sad
When I think of what we had
And what we've lost

. . .


Caught in the middle
Of a daydream of you
We're lost in this riddle
Where they keep the answers up above

There's a reason for our love
There's a reason for our love

Thought life held nothing
Now I'm holding your hand
My heart always wondering
When all at once it understands

There's a reason for our love
There's a reason for our love

Everybody seems so surprised
Though it has been right before out eyes
All the time

And while we were talking
Time has flown so it seems
That you were sleepwalking
Through that very same dream and back to us

There's a reason for our love
There's a reason for our love

Though the answer lies above
There's a reason for our love

. . .


Some morning you may find yourself alone
And there'll be no warning
Should the wind of change start blowin'

Cold hearted wind
Is blowin' in the face of love
But I'll take you to a place I know
Where the cold hearted wind don't go

Been brewing ever since the world began
It could mean a ruination
Of your best laid plans

Cold hearted wind
Is moving in from every side
Dividing all goodwill has tried
To mend and to unite

You wonder if it's gone for good
As I ponder that unlikelihood
Oh, if only wishing could
Just keep us from harm's way always

But I feel it like a train rollin' down the track
As it calls for you
To entertain these thought so black

Cold blooded storm
May turn the warmest heart to stone
And leave a trail of toppled hopes and dreams
Where the cold hearted wind has blown

Cold hearted wind
Is blowin' in the face of love
But I'll take you to a place I know
Where the cold hearted wind don't go

. . .


Leadbelly's in the background
Being drowned out by the grind
He's singing 'bout "Rock Island Line"
Nobody seems to pay him any mind

Bestsellers and bookshelves
Full of self-help printed word
Some faint elegance is heard
Now was that Ellington or Bird?

And has it really come to this?
Can ignorance be bliss?
I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop
Jazz at the bookstore
And Blues in the coffee shop
Jazz at the bookstore
And Blues in the coffee shop

There's a man standing at the crossroads
With a dark roast in his hand
He's Livin' in white yuppy land
Over by the milk and sugar stand

And have I really come for this
A cup of caffeinated bliss?

So we browse around
All over town
Sipping coffees that we can't pronounce
And meanwhile in the Blues Cemetery
All the coffins commence to bounce...bounce

Leadbelly's in the cold ground
Rolling over in his grave
The hard road where so many slaved
Is now so smooth and paved

And has it really come to this
Can ignorance be bliss?
I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop
Jazz at the bookstore
And Blues in the coffee shop
Jazz at the bookstore
And Blues in the coffee shop
Jazz at the bookstore
And Blues in the coffee shop

. . .


Famous disappearing act
Kills 'em every time
The willing subject sneaks out back
And leaves her space behind

But life is not a parlour trick
There's no slight of hand
Just tryin' to save this sinking ship
And there's no sight of land

And we are all in the same boat, darlin'
On the same rough sea
We are all in the same boat, darlin'
The ship of fools it seems

There's no good news in the news
Only bad news papers
As black humour stands amused
At the plight of human nature

There's still a lot of good in the world
No matter what they say
And when the darkness comes unfurled
There's a light that was built to stay

And we are all in the same boat, darlin'
On the same rough sea
We are all in the same boat, darlin'
The ship of fools it seems

Optimists and realists
And cynics all agree
That we are all in this
Together whatever will be

Oh we are all the in the same boat, darlin'
On the same rough sea
We are all in the same boat, darlin'
The ship of fools it seems

Oh we are all the in the same boat, darlin'
On the same rough sea
We are all in the same boat, darlin'
The ship of fools it seems
The ship of fools it seems

. . .


When the moon is only a shadow
And the world is wiping her eyes
The grim trucker darkens the meadow
To the market he never drives

All the pigs go down the hill
Past the police station
Across the tracks
They turn right at the next light
And they never come back

See the sleepy-eyed little children
As we bus 'em off to school
To a greasy grimy ol' building
With a rusty golden rule

All the pigs go down the hill
Past the police station
Across the tracks
They turn right at the next light
And they never come back
Never come back

Fill our face with eggs and bacon
While this question weighs on our minds
Will we wake to wings up in Heaven?
Or to hooves and snout in our next life?

Some say if we get it right in this life
Then we never come back
We never come back...
Never come back, never come back
We never come back, never come back, never come back
Never come back

. . .


The world is a very small place
And before we know
We're back in our own space
Some dusty things to remind us all
Of our time on earth
How sweet and precious it was and how
We will never be the same

For love is a very small word
It's easy to say
But seldom is heard
Above the war that lives on and on
In the hearts of men
How sweet and precious it was but now
Can it ever be that way again?

Have no fear
If we're nearing the end
We'll just drink to old friends

The world is a very hard place
When lost in a crowd
We search for a kind face
Some trusting soul to confide in
Arms we can hide into
Some sweet sad face from a passing train
We may never see again

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Some dusty things to remind us all
Of our time on earth
How sweet and precious it was and how
We will never be the same

. . .


The sun has gone
It arose but never shone
And now the day is done
Before it ever begun

It was such a pleasant dream
'Til someone pulled the plug
T'was a rude awakening
Guess it's time we all woke up
And admit that something's very wrong

The sun has gone
It arose but never shone
And now the day is done
Before it ever begun

Now I guess we'll never know
Of the load you had to bear
When you walked that lonesome road
Did it lead you to despair?
I just hope
You've found some comfort there

The sun has gone
It arose but never shone
And now the day is done
Before it ever begun

I just hope
You've found some comfort there

The sun has gone
It arose but never shone
And now the day is done
Before it ever begun

The sun has gone
It arose but never shone
And now the day is done
Before it ever begun

Oooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh
Oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh
oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh.

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