I Will Never See The Sun - Great Lake Swimmers

I will never see the sun

Spadina, St. George, Bay, and Yonge

One for nothing, all for one

Spadina, St. George, Bay and Yonge

Hey you look like royalty

Weren’t you born with muddy feet?

Hoarse, in high tops, totally lost

Those two streets will never meet

So the map says 'you are here'

Waltzing in a garbage pile

Sweating like a weather’s vein

Coughing thunder, sneezing rain

There’s a rag just up the street

Eats his history to keep warm

Got some blankets, got some bags

Screams confessions, shouts in vain