Nautical Disaster
The Tragically Hip Lyrics


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I had this dream where I relished the fray
And the screamin' filled my head all day
It was as though I'd been spit here
Settled in, into the pocket
Of a lighthouse on some rocky socket
Off the coast of France, dear

One afternoon, four thousand men died in the water here
And five hundred more were thrashing madly
As parasites might in your blood

Now I was in a lifeboat designed for ten, ten only
Anything that systematic would get you hated
It's not a deal nor a test nor a love of something fated (death)

The selection was quick, the crew was picked in order
And those left in the water
Got kicked off our pant leg
And we headed for home

Then the dream ends when the phone rings
"You doing all right?"
He said, "It's out there most days and nights
But only a fool would complain"
Anyway, Susan, if you like




Our conversation is as faint a sound in my memory
As those fingernails scratching on my hull

Overall Meaning

The song Nautical Disaster by The Tragically Hip is a powerful depiction of an unnamed tragedy that occurred off the coast of France. The singer describes a dream in which he is settled in the pocket of a lighthouse on some rocky socket, surrounded by the tumultuous ocean. He imagines the screaming filling his head all day, reflecting the intensity of the situation. The dream then shifts to a specific tragedy that occurred in the water below, where four thousand men died and five hundred more were left thrashing madly, making a haunting comparison to parasites in one's blood. The singer then describes being in a lifeboat designed for ten people, and how those chosen survived while those left in the water were kicked off. They make their way back to safety, haunted by the tragedy they witnessed.


The song's lyrics are a reflection of the tragedy of war, and specifically, the sinking of the USS Indianapolis during World War II, which was torpedoed by a Japanese submarine on July 30, 1945. The crew of the USS Indianapolis was not reported missing until four days later, and by then, many of the survivors were suffering from exposure, dehydration, and shark attacks. The tragedy inspired the lyrics of the song, as it was a devastating event that impacted many lives.


Line by Line Meaning

I had this dream where I relished the fray
I once had a dream where I enjoyed the chaos and frenzy of a situation.


And the screamin' filled my head all day
Throughout this dream, I constantly heard screams.


It was as though I'd been spit here
It felt like I had been suddenly placed in this location.


Settled in, into the pocket
I took comfort in finding a safe haven in the chaos.


Of a lighthouse on some rocky socket
I found safety in a lighthouse built on a rocky outcrop.


Off the coast of France, dear
This location was off the coast of France.


One afternoon, four thousand men died in the water here
On a specific day, four thousand men lost their lives in the water in this place.


And five hundred more were thrashing madly
Five hundred other men were struggling and fighting for their lives in the water.


As parasites might in your blood
These men were like parasites fighting to stay alive in the water, much like a parasite living inside one's blood.


Now I was in a lifeboat designed for ten, ten only
I was in a lifeboat that was meant to fit only ten people.


Anything that systematic would get you hated
Any kind of organized arrangement would make others dislike you.


It's not a deal nor a test nor a love of something fated (death)
This situation was not something that was predetermined or destined (to end in death).


The selection was quick, the crew was picked in order
Selecting who would be in the lifeboat was done quickly and methodically.


And those left in the water
Those who were left to die in the water


Got kicked off our pant leg
Were left behind and forgotten


And we headed for home
We made our way back home.


Then the dream ends when the phone rings
The dream ends with the ringing of a phone.


"You doing all right?"
The caller asked if I was okay.


He said, "It's out there most days and nights
The caller mentioned that the dangers of the world are always present.


But only a fool would complain"
The caller believed that complaints about these dangers were foolish.


Anyway, Susan, if you like
The conversation then shifts to addressing someone named Susan.


Our conversation is as faint a sound in my memory
The memory of this conversation is fading from my mind.


As those fingernails scratching on my hull
This memory is just as fleeting as the memory of the sound of fingernails scratching on the surface of my boat.




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Gordon Downie, Gordon Sinclair, Johnny Fay, Paul Langlois, Robert Baker

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@staciecarverd8136

Someone may disagree, but this song should be considered one of their masterpieces. Gord's ability to tell the story, his intensity and passion sells it. And not to take anything away from the rest of the band, the layering sounds of the guitars just lends to the emotion of the song, making it haunting and heart-wrenching. It will always be one of my favorites.

@clindsell6111

"someone may disagree" well someone is wrong

@susanrassel3868

I really enjoyed listening to this song! Great music

@janspup6232

@@clindsell6111 my buddy who is actually a bigger hipster than me does disagree and he is wrong, this one of my three favorite songs along with Black and Crazy Mary, it will always be in my heart.💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

@FriendGaugeShotgun

its also a rarity of a song with no rhyme scheme making it even more epic, thats a near impossible feat when trying to write a cool track

@francisdoran8992

Gordie and the hip rocked are generation, and we will never forget them

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@davidhaworth7152

Chorus-less songs are rare. Chorus-less songs this good even rarer. Absolutely a masterpiece.

@zerocero5850

This is a great take. I love the sea shanty like feel, both musically and narratively, of this song. It has a cyclical feel that aggravates the listener with its avoidance of resolution — at least until its end — which is its point. Happy endings are not truth. Which is why I love it.

@dyates6380

Seriously one of the best songs I've ever heard in my sixty five years on this earth. Period.

@colins7771

Glad you are one of the lucky people on earth to experience the Hip!

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