An Inch An Hour - The Tragically Hip

I want a book that’ll make me drunk

Full of freaks and disenfranchised punks

No amount of hate, no load of junk

No bag of words, no costume trunk

Could make me feel the same way

An inch an hour, two feet a day

To move through night in this most fashionable way

There’s this fucking band you got to see

They used to scare the living shit out of me

No frothing dog, no cool insanity

No rock and roll, no christianity

Makes me feel the same way

An inch an hour, two feet a day

To move through night with very little else to say

But I’m helpless less with the people than the space

No struggle town, no bemused Trudeau

No solitary walks through vacant lots in moon glow

Tonight the winter may have missed its mark

You can see your breath in springside park

Coffee coloured ice and peeling birch bark

The sound of rushing water in the dark

Makes me feel the same way

An inch an hour, two feet a day

To move through life with very little else to say

But I’m helpless more with the people than the space

I mean I’m helpless less with the people than the space

You see, I don’t know Neil, I don’t know Neil