Texty: Tragically Hip. You're Everywhere.

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 hangin' on by his eyebrows

Somehow where the gang in me is bein' 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 hangin' out, 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 kissin' her, 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 hangin' out, 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 hangin', 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