It was our third time in New York It was your fourth time in New York We were fifth and sixth on the bill We talk a little about our bands talk a little of our future plans It’s not like we were best friends That number scheme comes back to me In times beyond […]
Category Archives: The Tragically Hip
Everytime You Go
like anyone I knew a Davedrove a Plymouth shallow gravesaid, "my girl don’t just walk, she unfurls"with motorcycle languagehe stumbled through his slang pledgethen he dragged the mud for wedding pearls he closed both his eyes and sort of gave her a kisssaid "don’t worry baby about what you’re gonna missthere will always be a […]
Looking For A Place To Happen
I’ve got a job, I explore, I follow every little whiffAnd I want my life to smell like thisTo find a place, an ancient raceThe kind you’d like to gamble withWhere they’d stamp on burning bags of shit.Looking for a place to happenmaking stops along the way Wayward ho! Away we go,It’s a shame to […]
Fiddler's Green
September SeventeenFor a girl I know it’s Mother’s DayHere son has gone aleeAnd that’s where he will stayWind on the weathervaneTearing blue eyes sailor-meanAs Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrainFor a boy in Fiddler’s Green His tiny knotted heartWell, I guess it never worked too goodThe timber tore apartAnd the water gorged the woodYou can hear […]
Membership
Whether laying down yourself beside it Or slipping into its cool and rushing effects Or drifting on it to where it broadens Your admiration for its more elusive aspects Being draw along by it Carried under carried away By its long-term membership By the time the ice-huts hit the bottom We were already home in […]
Freak Turbulence
You’re older, you’re hauntedyou’re ahead of your time.In corners of acres of blocks ofstraight lines.Blurringly, hourly we cross somegreat dividessome heritage moments and somemelodious minds…a voice above the engine and thejet stream combined‘it’s time..sir…The time sir…Do you have the time?’As the moon groomed the airplane in abenevolent wayAgain with the myth that’s neither here,neither there.Again […]
Flamenco
Does it diminish yoursuper-capacity to love Walk like a matador,don’t be chicken-shitand turn breezes into rivulets flamenco-sweep the airand weave the sunand stamp your feet for everyone Does it exhibit yournatural tendency to hate Maybe a prostitutecould teach youhow to take a compliment maybe I’ll go to New York,I’ll drag you thereyou said, "no one […]
Save The Planet
The man ‘cross the street he don’t move a muscle Though he’s all covered in dust When constitutions of granite can’t save the planet What’s to become of us With a painted restraint I don’t move a muscle Though a turbine roars If the bathwater’s clear and my ear’s underwater It’s a tolerant hum from […]