At Transformation - The Tragically Hip

Gently breathing

Lit by the morning sun

Through the night

It had been raining venom

I don’t want to be kind

Not a bullet in the right place

Or just of two minds

More important than important

I want to help you lift enormous things

A pinch, a sting, I don’t feel a thing

As the Earth revolved around the sun

All those shadows

Waiting on the last lights

If I dream of being

Here comes the night

All of the tiptoeing

Past all (almost) fear building

I only say this now because

I didn’t when it was happening

I want to help you lift enormous things

A pinch, a sting, I don’t feel a thing

But as the Earth revolves around the sun

I can see it all at once

And, oh, what a glittering chance

In my head the game goes quiet

And I can see it all at once

Figuring you’re not the goods

A kid before the rapids

But in my head the game is quiet

Oh, what a glittering chance

Oh, what a glittering chance

Oh, what a glittering chance

At transformation

At transformation

It’s my dream of being

That’s my dream of being

It’s my dream of being