"The Depression Suite" as written by Robert Baker, Gordon Downie, Johnny Fay, Joseph Paul Langlois and Robert Gordon Sinclair....
Under the pillow
I bury my head and try to shut Chicago out
As it turns out there's a whole other world of sounds
Of perfect fifths low skids and Arctic howls

All saying are you going through something?
Are you going through something?

Under the pillow a little room to breathe
The early morning light's a pale cranberry
I hear the not-wow-wow
Of a siren faraway and closing steadily

Saying Are you going through something?
Are you going through something?
Cause I-I-I-I I am too

Under the pillow
I can hear you whisperin' are you going through something?

Well honey are you going through something?
Are you going through something?
Then I-I-I-I I am too
Then I-I-I-I I am too

Then I-I-I-I

I am too

Gimme gimme gimme gimme-gimme
Gimme an opportunity gimme-gimme
Put me put me put me put me-put me
In the saddle I'll ride you'll see

There's new work in the Day Room
I can't lounge on-line
Don't you laugh
I'd sell a giraffe and I'd give you half
Just to occupy my mind

I'll be driven my eyes always moving
I'll be riveted to the task yea
No smiling! That's important
I will make my face a mask

And I'm thinking just in passing
What if this song does nothing?
What if this song does nothing

Working in the new New Orleans World
I'm emptying slots working like a ghost
I move through huge rooms with no windows
And no Gulf of Mexico

Gimme gimme gimme gimme-gimme
Gimme an opportunity gimme-gimme
Put me put me put me put me-put me
In the saddle please

I'll be driven my eyes always moving
I'll be riveted to the task yea
No smiling! That's so important
I will make my face a mask

And I'm thinking just in passing
What if this song does nothing?
What if this song does nothing?
What if this song does nothing
What if this song does nothing

Bring on the requisite strangeness
It always has to get a little weird a little weird
Yea you just bring on the requisite strangeness
Bring it on then disappear disappear
Go to be a man of the boom
To Florida without the ocean
But
Don't you wanna see how it ends?
When the door is just starting to open?
When Athabasca depends?
Don't you wanna see how it ends

I can hear you
But I can't stay here
You left me lost in the Barrens
You left me born on the stairs
It's minus 11
Inside my kettle
I didn't come to get lost in the Barrens
I didn't come to settle
To be a man on the moon
To get my little slice of heaven
Yeah
Don't you wanna see how it ends?
When the door is just starting to open?
And Athabasca depends
Don't ya wanna see how it ends

Don't you wanna see how it ends?
The door is just starting to open.
Athabasca depends.
Don't you wanna see how it ends?
Yeah
Don't you wanna see how it ends?
I'm holding the door to the Barrens
And Athabasca depends
Don't ya wanna see how it ends?


Lyrics submitted by Hiplove24, edited by P514sub

"The Depression Suite" as written by Johnny Fay Gordon Downie

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    General CommentThe first time I heard this song I thought it was kind of goofy. The fifth time I heard it I thought it was brilliant and beautiful. As so many of the Hip songs do, this one grows on you in an amazing way. I'm struck by the imagery of the first few lines, and the raw emotional feeling in "Are you going through something? Cause I am too". Just lovely.

    I think the three passages are like morning (I am scared and lonely and don't want to go to work), daytime (working my dumb job, just trying to get ahead and rise above all this) and evening (back to my unhappy home and my unrealized dreams and real fears). And then the question of whether I should just end it all, and the argument for seeing it through to the end.

    Just my two-cents-worth. Regardless, I love this song.





    WishIWasCanadianon August 28, 2010   Link
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    General Commentarctic has 2 c's
    edge24on July 28, 2011   Link

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