Hair bird plucks a hair from a sleeping dog to build her nest
She said I’ve looked around and I like your hair the best
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Melancholy wine soaked tenderness, she hated it here or she couldn’t care less.
Tragically Hip
He said, Hey, north, you’re south, shut your big mouth
You gotta do what you feel is real
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“Ahead By a Century” by The Tragically Hip
Stare in the morning shroud
And then the day began
I tilted your cloud
You tilted my hand
Rain falls in real time
And rain fell through the night
No dress rehearsal, this is our life
In which Gord encourages us to live.
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