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Rage

Jim Cuddy/Greg Keelor

                            Now that we’re wasted
                            Talking disconnected
                            I see that wildness in your eyes
                            Proud and hollow
                            Like there’s no tomorrow
                            You know you scare me sometimes

                            Is it fear or courage
                            That makes a man
                            Live so close to the edge
                            He finds no comfort in the other
                            Nothing in this world is
                            Any use to you
                            Except these songs you sing
                            Into my drunken head
                            Above this barroom sorrow
                            And I know you won’t remember
                            A word of this tomorrow

                            When will you rage again
                            Or is it enough
                            Just getting out of your head
                            Night after night
                            Or are you running scared
                            Or you just don’t care
                            Or are you waiting for
                            That one high and holy sign
                            To shine a light on you
                            And pull you through
                            To the silent true

                            You say you’re gonna put your
                            Old band back together again
                            Just got to find a drummer
                            Who understands
                            We sit in the corner
                            People stop to say hi
                            You say fuck off and die
                            And I feel like the lucky one

                            Six pints into this night
                            And you’re just starting
                            To hit your stride
                            As you heap abuse
                            On every passerby
                            They’re all posers or freaks
                            You say that you and I are
                            The only two in this bar
                            That know what it takes

                            When will you rage again
                            Or is it enough
                            Just getting out of your head
                            Night after night
                            Or are you running scared
                            Or you just don’t care
                            Or are you waiting for
                            That one high and holy sign
                            To shine a light on you
                            Pull you through
                            To the silent true
                            Shine a light on you
                            And pull you through
                            To that one high and holy sign