Come in, come in, come in, come in
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From under these darling skies come in
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It's warm and it's safe here and almost harkening
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Off to a time and place now lost on our imagination
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where you don't complain, but you still do
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and you don't explain, if you want to- explain
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what you believe you say without shame, 'I just do'
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To say what you mean you don't mean what you say
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-Or you do
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Where the wild are strong
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And the strong are the darkest ones
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And you're the darkest one
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Come in, come in, come in, come in
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From thin and wicked prarie winds, come in
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It's warm and it's safe here and almost heartening
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Here in a time and place not lost on our imagination
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Where you don't explain-but you still do
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And you can't complain, if you want to-complain
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Well you're real instrumental or supple
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Or sexy as hell
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Where you say "I believe" or say without shame
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'I can't tell'
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Where the wild are strong
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And the strong are the darkest ones
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And you're the darkest one
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Oh and you're the darkest one
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And if that's what you want
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Oh then you're the darkest one
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The Darkest One
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| Tragically Hip |
