Lyrics

COME ALONG TO ALGONQUIN

Still wear the gown from the infirmary
Street clothes still laid out uniformly
Plastic cups and food trays of the wardroom taken home
Sentimental for monochrome

Still wear the wristband, still won’t change the gauze
Bedsores are healed now, even relearned to walk
Go back for a number in the triage line
“Sir, you’re already discharged, your vitals are just right”

When you got out, did you want back in?
Seeking asylum in the regimen, in the regimen

We have an idea: hop in let’s go for a ride
Come along to Algonquin, the colours are in their prime
Roll down the window, an old freedom will unfold
Pull out the catheter, the prickly burrs in your soul

When you got out, did you want back in?
Seeking asylum in the regimen, in the regimen

When you got out, did you want back in?
Remember the highlands of Algonquin, Algonquin
Of Algonquin, Algonquin
Of Algonquin, Algonquin