The Tragically Hip

First thing we'd climb a tree And maybe then we'd talk Or sit silently And listen to our thoughts With illusions of someday Cast in a golden light No dress rehearsal, This is our life And that's where the hornet stung me And I had a feverish dream Wi

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[ti:Now The Struggle Has A Name] [ar:The Tragically Hip] [al:We Are the Same] [00:01.12]The Tragically Hip - Now The Struggle Has A Name [00:07.89] [00:09.73] [00:12.74] [00:14.15]Now, the apology done [00:20.56]Applause can begin [00:27.52]Now, the