Wheat like waves, Canadian plains
For just a few days, travel
My delusions ablaze
The homesteaders' life
You talked to your kid
How frightened you'd been when she almost died
So little time, so many miles to drive before the endless sleep eventually arrives
I never would've thought that life was so long that we'd be growing old with stories untold
You're kindled by the dials on the dashboard
Your tattoos like the stamps upon your passport
Speeding like we thought we were escaping
From everything we feel like we were breaking
Now try to hold the memories
You're kindled by the dials on the dashboard
Your tattoos like the stamps upon your passport
Speeding like we thought we were escaping
From everything we feel like we were breaking
Now try to hold the memories
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