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Leto beat me to it, but as soon as I saw the thread title, I thought of 'War on Drugs' by the Barenaked Ladies:
As noted, the song describes the Bloor viaduct. It's a very pretty and very sad song, Supple's studies notwithstanding.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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