Ahead By A Century

First thing we'd climb a tree And maybe then we'd talk Or sit silently And listen to our thoughts With illusions of someday Cast in a golden light No dress rehearsal This is our life And that's where the hornet stung me And I had a feverish dream With revenge and doubt Tonight, we smoke them out You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century Stare in the morning shroud And then the day began I tilted your cloud You tilted my hand Rain falls in real time And rain fell through the night No dress rehearsal, this is our life But that's when the hornet stung me And I had a serious dream With revenge and doubt Tonight, we smoked them out You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century And disappointing you is gettin' me down --- Ahead By A Century - The Tragically Hip