[00:00:07] No heroes when I was young
[00:00:15] No hockey movie stars, rock and roll icons
[00:00:24] But a mechanic in town, tall and slender
[00:00:33] Chains smoking, working for the weekender
[00:00:41] Old Joe Tannin, he was a vet
[00:00:50] His wife adopted me, and that's how we first met
[00:00:58] And in the pale light of the dawn
[00:01:07] In the middle of the lake, beat the morning sun
[00:01:14] We saw in the language of fishermen
[00:01:24] The silence, the thought, the laugh inside our hands
[00:01:33] Well, I wasn't from there
[00:01:35] I was shipped in from way of north
[00:01:42] Just a snotty-nosed kid who didn't know his word
[00:01:50] But old Joe Tannin led me to where my spirit resided
[00:01:59] On the shores, those waters, the tree line, the open sky