Tragically Hip – Throwing off Glass

“Why is the world so creepy?” she asked

after a car full of haircuts drove past

a backseat full of ‘the boys’

I told her that ‘It isn’t…

that…that it’s exquisite

but like love, it has it’s barbarous threats

still in spite of the cads

and the stoop-shouldered teens

I know I’m losing you

I know what that means, yea

I told her that it isn’t

that it’s real exquisite

but like love, it can have it’s

stubbed-toe effects

and juts like after she heard

the word ‘iridescent’

and everything was iridescent for awhile,

it wasn’t long

before she exhalted out of nowhere,

‘Isn’t this exquisite?’

Once you’ve said ‘mmm’ in unison

and ‘oh’ in double surprise

and shared relief with a mutual ‘phew’

and a look in each others’ eyes

I tell her that is isn’t

insisted that it isn’t

because like love

it has too-cunning effects

I told her that it isn’t

that it’s just exquisite

because like love it has

it’s barborous threats

‘Why is the world so creepy?’ she asked

after a car full of haircuts drove past

a backseat full of the boys

breaking glass

throwing off glass.