Valemount

We've been waiting so long, praying for the snow to melt, so we could leave this dead town and feel what our parents felt. Every year the river floods and swells the mountain valleys, it reflects all the sunlight and radiates the trees.
And I see every slow step, I touch every day dream, magnifies the frozen breath as we sit and watch the car scream, down the repaired highway, leads us to a better place; no one stays here anyway, it's just an empty space.

Julianne, when you fall apart, it breaks my heart. And I have followed you for so many years, and through my fears you've stayed. You stayed.

We left when your folks split, to try and get a fresh start, removed ourselves from every dream; it held us through the hardest part. Now that we were older, we didn't have the empty hope, city's getting smaller and the water feels colder.
Every year around this time, I wonder what you're up to, if you're still in Valemount seeing folks you used to. I would try to think back to those boring weekdays, school let out early, and we'd fumble through the haze.

Julianne, when you fall apart, it breaks my heart. And I have followed you for so many years, and through my fears you've stayed. You stayed.

So I went back to see you and all the things that fade away, the roses on your front step couldn't keep my eyes away. I never really mentioned all the things that I could've said, but that's all in the past now, a daydream fills my head.

Julianne, did you think of me when you couldn't sleep? Cause I was left behind in a busy street with no one to meet but myself, by myself.