Texty: Built To Spill. There Is No Enemy. Hindsight.

Hindsight's given me
Too much memory
There's too much never seen
It's always there
To tell me where

Taking my own advice
Worked out for me nice
Now I've come to find
That tricks are played
With human brains

They don't wanna think about the other side
Is that grass just greener cause it's fake

Cause that's all we've been told
Since we were five years old
Is that all we'll ever know

Hindsight brings me down
Keeps me on the ground
Though I'm never proud
I wouldn't dare if you weren't there

Think we're getting up
Feel like giving up
Feels like not enough
For you to come and waste the love

They don't wanna talk about the other side
When the grass is greener then they said

This doesn't bring to mind
What I'd expect to find
They must be combed with lies

What about Canada

What about Canada
It's paradise with pines and ice
Morning comes in freight ships while your sleeping
Batting two ideas with no surprise

Wait til the wine has rights
The never lock doors at night
And kiss all those wars goodbye