Wheat Like Waves

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 thе stamps upon your passport
Speeding like we thought we wеre 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