Ahead By A Century
THE FLATLINERS · Division Of Spoils 2015 · Track 18 of 23
Written by Gord Downie, Gord Sinclair, Johnny Fay, Paul Langlois, Rob Baker
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 casting a golden light No dress rehearsal, this is our life
And that's where the hornet stung me And I had a feverish dream With revenge and doubt Tonight we smoke them out
You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century
Stare in the morning shroud and then the day began I tilted your cloud, you tilted my hand Rain falls in real time and rain fell through the night No dress rehearsal, this is our life
And that's when the hornet stung me And I had a serious dream With revenge and doubt Tonight we smoke them out
You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century
You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century
And disappointing you is getting me down