The Tragically Hip
Night Is For Getting
Here comes the night
With its palace disregard
Another night
Signifying ready
To sleep or fight
Through sound tigers out in the yard
The night is for getting
The night is for getting
The night is for getting
Here comes the time
For dreaming the dream we are
Another time
Till slowly we weren’t
The way you say, “It’s fine”
Calm and enough
Yet there’s a weird undercurrent
A we’re undercurrent?
A weird undercurrent
You say
“Hush, baby, hush
Everything will turn out all right
Hush, baby, hush
Now we really need some quiet”
Here comes the day
Dewdrops on the luminous veil
Another day
Spent in the netting where
You fight, you pay
On spider legs, on colder trails
War is for getting
War is for getting
War is for getting
War is for getting
“Hush, baby, hush
Everything will turn out all right
Hush, baby, hush
Now we really need some quiet”