Teksty: Tragically Hip. We Are the Same. The Last Recluse.

We rode hard for the boat
Hard as we could, no tears you said
Understood, understood, I said alright

A crowd will be born, only born dying
I want to watch for a sign in the night
Or to watch a bomb go off in a young girl's life

Who are you, the last recluse?
Who are you, the last Canada goose?
Who are you? What is it with you?
Who are you? Who are you?

When the wind comes up the surface of
The water scalds, enough, enough
A whistle cried, just ride you said, ride and shut up

I jumped on board, turned around to wave goodbye
You were already on your bike
Riding with my bike by your side

Who are you, the black canoe?
Who are you, the last of the immune?
Who are you? You rode out of view
As far as I knew it was you

You broke my heart from the start
Made me work, work so hard
To get where I am, to where I'd let you do it all again

Who are you? Who are you?
What do I do without you?

Who are you, the last recluse?
Who are you, the last of the immune?
Are you the last canoe, the last Canada goose?
Who are you? Who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?

Who are you? Who are you?
Who are you?