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Gord Downie

Moon Over Glenora

 

Moon Over Glenora

(الألبوم: The Grand Bounce - 2010)


"Well, I'd rather dress a wolf," you said
"Well, I'd rather floss his teeth," I said
We fought till the ferry was full
And that wolf was dead

"Ship's ahoy" and we're out of the car
Under howling winds and skies of lead
We might as well have been crossing the ocean
Except this ocean is dead

There's a smudge of moon over Glenora
Ferry spotlight's on the ice ahead
And over your shoulder
And through the snowflakes there's an aloneness
Aloneness
Aloneness as dead
As dead as that ocean is dead
And that ocean is dead.

Back under the glow of the interior light
Blowing hard into my hands
I said, "Let's leave this boat to the snowflakes
To the aloneness"
Aloneness
Aloneless as dead
As that ocean is dead
And that ocean is dead

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