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Gord Downie
Come and gimme your gifts
Come, let me take you down
A phrase always remembered
"Forget in cruel happiness
Even lovers drown"
I'm in awe of no one anymore
I have none of your fear
Fighting's going nowhere
You can find me
Always, just right there
I was made for this, to teach
You what you want
I'm uncertain on this
That purpose to make you feel that you're not
Woo
I am about to blank
Come and drown your gifts
I'm the holy fool
A different fool
A different idiot
Proper distance is cool-footedly close
Come be surrounded
By those who love you the most
Hmm, come be surrounded
By those who love you the most
To be together, step into the most
Surrounded by those who love you the most
Okay