Gift Shop The Tragically Hip

[Verse 1]
The beautiful lull
The dangerous tug
We get to feel small
From high up above
And after a glimpse
Over the top
The rest of the world
Becomes a gift shop

[Verse 2]
The pendulum swings
For the horse like a man
Out over the rim
Is ice cream to him
The beautiful lull
The dangerous tug
We get to feel small
But not out of place at all

[Verse 3]
We're forced to bed
But we're free to dream
All us humans extras
All us herded beings
And after a glimpse
Over the top
The rest of the world
Becomes a gift shop