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

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