Father’s Sad Song

Lyrics

Gord Downie The concert was today. I heard the wild crowd moan It's not that life's distasteful to me. It's just that I am all alone If I should hear a bird, or when I'm making toast It's in the smallest moments. When I expect the least, I think of you the most It's not that it's a mystery, this newly-found malaise The trouble is, the mystery has taken your place I turn my head away. Now everything is gone It's taken this catastrophe to see what you mean to me If I could have my way, I'd turn and start again We'd sing and dance and laugh and be exactly the same as we were then