Down

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Now, to face the sunrise
the breaking of the waves
Come all yea feckless invalids
It’s time to face the day
As you walk upon eggshells
you swallow the flame
as you baulk at the mirror
you plaintively make your way
down

Now, to face the evil eye
the thunderheads and blight
Your withered guide
comes slinking by,
he crumples and sighs
As you wallow in victimhood
you clutch at your sides
Come all yea cloistered lunatics,
it’s time to say goodnight
As you crawl upon eggshells
you bask in disgrace
As you baulk at the mirror
you wearily make your way
down

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from The Wreckage, released March 27, 2012

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Mark Lenover Hamilton, Ontario

Through a distinctive fusion of folk, rock, theatre and electronica, Mark Lenover critically examines pop culture’s ubiquitous influence, its moral philosophy and the potentially devastating effects of drug abuse and mental illness. His recent work frequently challenges an increasingly pervasive culture of celebrity, self-indulgence, distraction and desire.
Mark currently lives in Chatham, ON.
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