We'll Go Too - The Tragically Hip

To boldly clap

In a room full of nothing

You never know

It could be one of those

Poignant evenings

Museum’s locked

And it’s long since past closing

You cannot know

You cannot not know

What you’re knowing

What can you do

They’ve all gone and we’ll go too

What can you do

They’ve all gone and we’ll go too

The curtain climbs

Over me every morning

I don’t know why

I’m so immunized

Against reforming

To coldly slap

At a face full of nothing

You never know

It could’ve been one of those

Looks of longing

What can you do

They’ve all gone and we’ll go too

What can you do

They’ve all gone and we’ll go too

What can you do

They’ve all gone and we’ll go too

What can you do

They’ve all gone and we’ll go too

We’ll go too

We’ll go too

We’ll go too

We’ll go too