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Hands on my ribs, lean in
Left my shoes at the rental desk
Wrap around the back, through the eyelets, then bunny ears
Proudly tell my dad, did you know that's called an aglet
Cosom hockey only lasted thirty minutes
Slipping on the ice, had to leave before the local games
With every stride I grew up in front of him
With every lesson he became young again
Snowflakes outside, cold air in our lungs
I'd fall right down, you'd pick me right up
How I'd fall then (how we got there)
How you'd catch me (how we got there)
How I'd fall then (how we got there)
How you'd catch me (all we knew, and)
I didn't know yet (how we got there)
I didn't know yet (how we got there)
(How we got there)
Each fall makes you better on the ice, Jamie,
(Broken arms and-)
Each fall makes you better, don't forget that
Broken arms and hockey tape, the Shefrins and the Garfields
Break the fast, swimming class, I always used to come in last
That trampoline at Brad's house, the LEGO sets at Josh's
It wasn't a proper Sunday if we didn't go to cosom
If you didn't get a large cone you would settle for a small one
Or you'd take your parent's hands, for me it was dad
And slowly let go more and more as the evening past
If you've only fallen once then you haven't learnt much cause
Each fall makes you better on the ice, Jamie
Each fall makes you better, don't forget that
(We flew up
Answer's no
She came falling
Answer's no
We flew up
Answer's no)
And, you know
Skating for me was like riding a bike
I don't know, like, tha- that's like
You know, the Winnipeg, like-
I- I don't know what I'm saying
And- and they had these, like
Plastic, like, they're called, like, skating-aids
Like, the- the- the new thing that you learn to skate with, you know what I mean, like
Back in my day it was just, like, the pylons, you know, like
(Every time you've fallen)
Is that- is that stupid, like
(Every single time you've fallen
And every- every time you've fallen
Every single time you've fallen
Every single day you've fallen)
Fraser Sunset, to Sunset Ice Rink, to Hastings Sunrise, like
(Every- every time you've fallen
Every single time you've fallen, ev-)
Parents in the bleachers with their blankets and their coats
Somebody's older brother seemed to always know the most
Behind the rink you'd find the pile of discarded snow
That I assume came from Zamboni's but, uh, I don't really know
In the summer it would melt by the end of the day
But in the winter you could climb it, be careful, my dad would say, ya
Each fall makes you better on the ice, Jamie
Each fall makes you better, don't forget that
And I miss the days when I could hold your hand, dad
And I miss the days when I could hold you hand
(All we knew, and
How we got there
How we got there
How we got there)
(You said it, like)
Pizza, pizza, french fry
Pizza, pizza, french fry
Pizza, pizza, french fry
You did it, Jamie
You're skating all by yourself
That's it
That's all there is to it
And I specifically remember the first day, um, that
It was in fourth grade, and the neighbours came over to play
This was actually about street hockey, but same thing, and
I pretended I wasn't there because I didn't wanna go play
I didn't like sports anymore
I was kind of like sciency and nerdy, you know, um
Like, I- I- I- I- I used to be into science, I never used to care about art and music, um
And I still hate sports but, I just miss playing with my dad
Written by: Alex Brun, Jamie Greenberg
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