About Blank – Gordon Downie

Come and gimme your gifts
Come, let me take you down
A phrase always remembered
“Forget in cruel happiness
That even lovers drown”

I’m in awe of no one
Anymore I have none of your fear

Fighting’s going no where
You can find me
Always, just right there
I was made for this to teach
(Me) you what you want

I’m uncertain on this
But purpose to make you feel that you’re not

I am about blank
Come and drown your gifts
I’m the holy fool
A different fool
A different idiot

The proper distance is cool-footedly close

Come be surrounded
By those who love you the most
Hmm, come be surrounded
By those who love you the most

To be together, step into the most
Surrounded by those who love you the most