Blackflies Lyrics

Gordon Downie Blackflies

So your name wasn't in the listing

Or in the catalogue of lists

Or in the error heavily listing.

Oh how could your name be missed?

See the bull moose

Checking out another's rack.

There's no point in this.

There's no point in getting involved

When the outcome cannot miss.

No tracks in the snow, no laminar flow,

Can show you "where to go"

Or "how to extract just where you're at"

And not "become where you're from."

'Cause you're not quite that isolatable.

And all I'm thinking is,

I hope the blackflies don't carry me away.