Execution Day - The New Pornographers

Oh blast, I drank the wrong draft down

Two sips from your crown

The drops you left for me

Am I so easily appeased?

Madrigal, why didn’t you come out today, you promised to play

Marigold, why didn’t you come out today, we promised to play fair

You were already there

You were ready to cast our fate to the wind

To try your hand at everything

What a cinch it would have been had we been there

Those trials are held for tuning in, and smiles are stretched to be shown

So when you claim to see for miles, it’s not that I believe is true

Yes, trials are held for tuning in, and smiles are stretched to be worn

So when you claim to see for miles, you don’t, but I believe you do

On this day which began as Execution Day

And sure enough became Execution Day

On this day which began as Execution Day

And sure enough became Execution Day

On this day which began as Execution Day

And sure enough became Execution Day

On this day which began as Execution Day

And true to form became Execution Day