Gord Downie
Saved
The water costs more than the wine
And there's far from enough of it all the time
Nothing could be saved
It all goes away
Nothing can be saved
But the music is so loud it flaps my pant legs

When you're in one of your states
And they say, 'Get over it!'
It's not sinister or strange, that isn't it
Nothing could be saved
End of the day
Darkness falls and colours fade
And the music is so loud it flaps my pant legs

When the water costs more than the wine
And there's far too little of it all the time
You say, 'nothing can be saved'
It all goes away
Darkness falls and colours fade
And the music gets so loud it flaps your pant legs