The Tragically Hip - The Depression Suite lyrics

Under the pillow I bury my head and try and shut Chicago out As it turns out, there's a whole other world of sounds Of perfect fifths, low skids, and Arctic howls All saying, are you going through something? Are you going through something? Under the pillow, a little room to breathe The early morning light's a pale cranberry I hear the "Aah-aah-aah", not "Now-ow-ow" Of a siren far away and closing steadily Saying, are you going through something? Are you going through something? 'Cause I, I, I am too Under the pillow I can hear you whispering, "Are you going through something?" Well, honey, are you going through something? Are you going through something? Then I, I, I am too Then I, I, I am too Then I, I, I am too