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The Tragically Hip
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The Drop-Off
Lyricist:Downie Gordon Edgar, Johnny Fay, Paul Langlois, Robert Baker, Sinclair Robert Gordon
When the summer is young And nobody has their prices No one is no one And nobody in a crisis
There's no swimming past the drop-off Or feeling sorry for yourself You don't go swimming past the drop-off Or else
You're a pistol, you're a gun And suddenly, I have no prices I'm like a friend of Dylan's Our shovels meeting in some crisis
But there's no swimming past the drop-off Yeah, we don't replace ourselves You don't go swimming past the drop-off Or else
The fates are amok and spun, measured and cut And the past is meant to please us You're a comet from earth in a 'Kiss Alive' shirt Saying, 'Holy fuck, it's Jesus'
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Surface is green and the dark interweaves In a lonely iridescence It's terribly deep and the cold is complete And it only lacks a presence and nothing else
When the summer is done And nobody sympathizes You're no friend of Dylan's Yeah, you won't see another crisis
There's no swimming past the drop-off Or feeling sorry for ourselves You don't go swimming past the drop-off Or else
Personal stakes will get raised and get raised Till your story gets compelling If you lacked the sense or were willfully dense Is forever in the telling
Surface is green and the dark interweaves In a lonely iridescence It's terribly deep and the cold is complete And it only lacks your presence and nothing else Nothing else, nothing else and no one else
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