You're Everywhere - The Tragically Hip

You are everywhere, within and without

Where it don’t matter what we used to do now

Where I feed my people, when I get behind the plow

When I write the tiger hanging on by his eyebrows

Somehow where the gang in me

Is being all that it can be

Somehow part hope is a plan

And part vigilante streak

When I reel my Irish in

When I sleep on the train

In straight lines through shadows, you’re there

Where the future lies

Under no moon at night

At the ballroom hanging, you’re there

You are there when I stop writing things down

And when I forget about who I am now

Forget about who’s kissing her and who’s behind my plow

Now it’s time to drown all of that poetry out

Somehow where democracy

Is how we all learn to sleep

With ourselves drawing to ourselves

Everything we can carry

When I reel my Irish in

When I sleep in the rain

In straight lines through shadows, you’re there

Where the future lies

Under no moon at night

At the ballroom hanging, you’re there

There’s no escaping

This dream we’re dancing

With no distractions

When I reel my Irish in

When I sleep on the plane

In straight lines through shadows, you’re there

Where the future lies

Under no moon at night

At the ballroom hanging, you’re there

You’re everywhere

You’re there

You’re everywhere

You’re there

You’re everywhere

You’re there

You’re everywhere

You’re there