I’ve been strolling in the gardens.

Where luxury has her way.

I have been granted life’s great pardons.

Where time and money are at play.

Fortune shines her glories.

I don’t know why or how.

There have been other stores.

But History has them now.

People are strange.

When you’re a Stanger.

Faces look ugly.

When you’re alone.

Women seem wicked.

When you’re unwanted.

Streets are uneven.

When you’re down.

When you’re strange.

Faces come out of the rain.

When you’re strange.

No one remembers your name.

Well I just got into town about an hour ago. Took a look around see which way the wind blow. Where the little girls in their Hollywood Bungalows.

Are you just a lucky lady in the city of night?

Or just another lost angel? City of night…

I see your hair is burnin.

Hills are on fire.

If they say I never loved you.

Then you know they are a liar.

Drivin down your freeways.

Midnight city roam.

Cops in cars, topless bars

Never saw a woman so alone.

So alone.

Oh, Thunder only happens when it’s raining.

Players only love you when they’re playing.

Say, Women they will come and they will go.

When the rain washes you clean, you’ll know.

You’ll know.

Well I’ve been afraid of changing.

Cause I’ve built my life around you.

But time makes you bolder.

Even children get older.

And I’m getting older too.

She never mentions the word addiction.

In certain company.

She’ll tell you she’s an orphan.

After you meet her family.

Said she talks to angels.

They call her out by her name.

Pale like a light bulb hanging on a wire.

Sucking up to someone just to stoke the fire.

Picking out the highlights of the scenery.

Saw a little cloud that looked a little like me.

Had my hands in the river and my feet up there on the banks.

Looked up to the Lord above and said, “Hey man thanks!”

My memory is muddy. What’s this river that I’m in? New Orleans is sinking and I don’t want to swim.

Interesting and sophisticated.

Refusing to be celebrated.

It’s a monumental big screen kiss.

It’s so deep Its meaningless.

One day you’ll just up and quit.

And that will be it.

Just then the stripper stopped in a coughing fit, said, “Sorry I can’t go on with this…

Close, but that’s not why I’m so hard done by.

They don’t know how old I am.

They found armour in my belly.

From the 16th century.

Conquistador, I think.

Morning broke out the backside of a truckstop.

The end of a line real, a rainbow-likening luck stop.

Well you could say I became chronologically fucked up.

Put 10 bucks in, just to get the tank topped off.

Then I found a place that’s dark and it’s rotted.

It’s a cool sweet kind of place where the coppers won’t spot it.

I destroyed the map, I even thought I forgot it.

However, everyday I’m dumping the body.

It would be better for me if you don’t understand.

3 Pistols-Tragically Hip (Gord Downie)

Tom Thompson came padding past.

I’m pretty sure it was him.

He spoke so softly in accordance.

To the growing of the dim.

He said, ‘Bring on a brand new Renaissance.

Cause I think I’m ready.

I’ve been shaking all night long.

But my hands are steady.