Propagandhi Letter of Resignation Lyrics

Takes a dried up ballpoint,
Lemon juice and water,
Keeps a diary invisibly.
In the kitchen corner
Of a basement bachelor 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 high school history book;
How whole lives are knifed and pushed aside.

To whom it may concern... (To whom it may concern...)
There's a bus that's leaving half an hour from now. (This is to inform...)
It won't take her where she really wants to go. (Yours, sincerely yours...)
So she sits there with her luggage at her side. (Yours, sincerely yours...)
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 kill off
One more unheard statement
Of another dying afternoon;
She says 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...

(To whom it may concern...) "It's like being sick all the time, I think, coming home from work, sick in that low-grade continuous way that
(This is to inform...) "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
(Yours, sincerely yours...) "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,
(Yours, sincerely yours...) "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?"