The Tragically Hip

The Tragically Hip - Drop Off lyrics

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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 

Ya don’t go swimming past the drop-off 

or else 



Yer a pistol, yer 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 

Yea we don’t replace ourselves 

Ya 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 

Yer a comet from earth in a Kiss Alive shirt saying, ‘holy fuck, it’s jesus!?’ 

The 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 

Yer no friend of Dylan’s 

Yea, you won’t see another crisis 

There’s no swimming past the drop-off 

or feeling sorry for ourselves 

Ya don’t go swimming past the drop-off 

or else 



Personal stakes will get raised and get raised til your story gets compelling 

If you lacked the sense or were willfully dense is forever in the telling 

The 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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Language: English

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