The Tragically Hip - The Exact Feeling lyrics
[The Tragically Hip - The Exact Feeling lyrics]
The tiger's wheeling
And covering some ground
I'm up to my torch, I'm up to my tit's
Maybe I got no more interest
In the exact feeling
Is all I ever tried to do
The perimeter, the ceiling
Just to dribble somewhere new
I'd be on my hands, I'd be on my knees
Saying, "Hey, bartender, one more of these"
For the exact feeling
The exact feeling maybe isn't what I think
Not the singularity
Or a thousand million dreams
Not a prosperity that means
I never have to say a thing
Maybe the exact feeling
Is on the other side of this feeling
And I remember stealing
Lying, begging loneliness
Flying, falling, kneeling
Trying to get them to notice
I'm not being sad, I'm not being dear
I only want to stay with you right here
In this exact feeling in your exact feeling
In this exact feeling in your exact feeling
The exact feeling the exact feeling
The exact feeling the exact feeling