FOR GORD
When the colour of the night
And all the smoke for one life
Gives way to shaky movements,
Improvisational skills,
In a forest of whispering speakers
Let’s swear that we will
Get with the times,
In a current health to stay
Let’s get friendship right
And get life day-to-day
In the ‘forget-yer-skates’ dream
Full of countervailing woes
In diverse-as-ever scenes
Proceeding on a need-to-know
In a face so full of meaning
As to almost make it glow
For a good life, we just might have to weaken
And find somewhere to go
(Go somewhere we’re needed)
Find somewhere to grow
(Grow somewhere were needed).
When the colour of the night
And all the smoke for one life
Gives way to shaky movements,
Improvisational skills,
A forest of whispering speakers
Let’s swear that we will
Get with the times,
In a current health to stay
Let’s get friendship right
Get life day-to-day
In the ‘forget-yer-skates’ dream
Full of countervailing woes
In diverse-as-ever scenes
Proceeding on a need-to-know
In a face so full of meaning
As to almost make it glow
For a good life, we just might have to weaken
And find somewhere to go
(Go somewhere we’re needed)
Find somewhere to grow
(Grow somewhere we’re needed)
Find somewhere to go
(Let’s go somewhere we’re needed)
Find somewhere to grow
(We grow where we are needed)
‘It’s a Good Life If You Don’t Weaken’, The Tragically Hip