Tony Hanik grew up in Chicago and transplanted himself to Toronto when he was twenty. There he found a job that allowed time (nightwatchman in a museum), a group of fellow songwriters who inspired creativity, and most importantly, a family with the lovely Veronica to ground everything. Tony likes to write and perform things that "work" and, when they do, that is the incentive and the reward.
I work as a nightwatchman in a museum and write songs and poems when so moved. "The Unbearable Lightness" is about the effect of being fatally intimate while completely detached. It is meant to disturb.
Gonna have me one of the collateral lives
With an unconfirmed death
Just vaporized
No pictures, no story
No last cell phone call
Like I never existed at all
Gonna die out of sight
Poor and obscure
So you can shrug and say
"We're not sure"
Not even a number
To mark that we fall
Like we never existed at all
That's why I'm so light
That's why I'm so light
That's why I'm so light
On your conscience
Death from Above
God's own hard rain
An "accident" is how
You deign to explain
Why no one's to blame
Not that you can recall
Like you never existed at all
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