We`ll Go To — текст песни (Tragically Hip)

To boldly clap in a room full of nothing
you never know, it could be one of those
poignant evenings.
Museum`s locked and it`s long since past
closing,
you cannot know, you cannot not know
what you`re knowing
what can you do, they`re all gone
and we`ll go too.

The curtain climbs over me every morning.
I don`t know why I`m so immunized
against reforming.
To coldly slap at a face full of nothing,
you never know it could`ve been one of those
looks of long.
What can you do, they`re all gone
And we`ll go too.