The Tragically Hip - Sherpa
Me and the vivid girl
In our hammocks to the stars
Staring into the fire before TV
The remote control's on Mars
In the dope of the pigment
In a poetic state of mind
In a flood of country
We lay down to kill some time
And we spoke languidly
Of the Northern Bee
And collecting dewdrops for tea
Underneath the cannonball tree
We were high,
We were sherpa high,
We conspired against old friends
We said we must be friends or die
And we've died a thousand times since then
And we spoke long, at length
Of the flight or flee
And of nothing in particularly
Underneath the cannonball tree
We spoke off-handedly
Of the new extremes
And of nothing in particularly
Underneath the cannonball tree
We're at the point
Where we love or hate it
We can write it down
And obliterate it
When we're at the point
When we neither love nor hate it
We can lay down
And obliterate it
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