The End of Highway 1
Last night I dreamt that I had drowned
I woke up screaming cos you weren't around
As I was gasping for your love, I watched from above
As we drove into the river's mouth
I worked myself into a state
I left my home and said it couldn't wait
Cause I've been dreaming that the roads that lead to your ghost
Might start to deteriorate
But if the Rockies knew how much love it took to leave you
They'd show me how a heart could break
away for a highway to weave through
Cause soon there'll be Canadian Shield 'tween my home and my heels
And thousands of miles to deny how it feels
The mountains all don't stand half as tall as we used to
Three hours behind, six days away
You made the mountains tremble in those days
The sun was setting on your time quicker
than mine but I held tight anyway
I went expecting revelations from those hills
Looking for sympathy for my impatience until
Tectonic plates rose up like ancient faces
indifferent to stasis and steering wheels
Asking me how a goddamn mountain's supposed to feel
If the Prairies knew what I oughta do to forget you
They'd send me down that straight and narrow road
that the great plains wrest through
I've been putting thousands of fields 'tween my home and my heels
I'd cross them again to deny how it feels
The Prairie song don't feel half as long as the days do
When I'm without you
I couldn't drive to where you stood
Highway collapsed into the raging flood
I wasn't fast enough to strand myself in the
grandeur of what never was
I watched those mountains disappear
I ground them down inside my rear view mirror
I thought that driving to the world's ending would
mend me, but I'm empty
Without you, my dear
If Ontario knew how far I would go to be near you
She'd know just how the 401's setting sun
stretches longer than years do
I'm the farthest from home that I've ever known
I won't be returning till I let you go
A part of me died in the Golden skies that revered you
If the Rockies knew the love that it took to leave you
They'd send me down one great landslide to set my mind at ease, too
If I'd left a few days sooner I'd be buried under
The comforting rubble of our days of thunder
I'm too late to change how it ended
All those miles I chased wouldn't mend it
So let the end of Highway 1 be ending of us, too
I woke up screaming cos you weren't around
As I was gasping for your love, I watched from above
As we drove into the river's mouth
I worked myself into a state
I left my home and said it couldn't wait
Cause I've been dreaming that the roads that lead to your ghost
Might start to deteriorate
But if the Rockies knew how much love it took to leave you
They'd show me how a heart could break
away for a highway to weave through
Cause soon there'll be Canadian Shield 'tween my home and my heels
And thousands of miles to deny how it feels
The mountains all don't stand half as tall as we used to
Three hours behind, six days away
You made the mountains tremble in those days
The sun was setting on your time quicker
than mine but I held tight anyway
I went expecting revelations from those hills
Looking for sympathy for my impatience until
Tectonic plates rose up like ancient faces
indifferent to stasis and steering wheels
Asking me how a goddamn mountain's supposed to feel
If the Prairies knew what I oughta do to forget you
They'd send me down that straight and narrow road
that the great plains wrest through
I've been putting thousands of fields 'tween my home and my heels
I'd cross them again to deny how it feels
The Prairie song don't feel half as long as the days do
When I'm without you
I couldn't drive to where you stood
Highway collapsed into the raging flood
I wasn't fast enough to strand myself in the
grandeur of what never was
I watched those mountains disappear
I ground them down inside my rear view mirror
I thought that driving to the world's ending would
mend me, but I'm empty
Without you, my dear
If Ontario knew how far I would go to be near you
She'd know just how the 401's setting sun
stretches longer than years do
I'm the farthest from home that I've ever known
I won't be returning till I let you go
A part of me died in the Golden skies that revered you
If the Rockies knew the love that it took to leave you
They'd send me down one great landslide to set my mind at ease, too
If I'd left a few days sooner I'd be buried under
The comforting rubble of our days of thunder
I'm too late to change how it ended
All those miles I chased wouldn't mend it
So let the end of Highway 1 be ending of us, too
Credits
Writer(s): George Henry Lawrence, Jonas Lewis-anthony, Liam Neale, Max Tinline, Nicholas Lennox, Steve Foley, Tonu Karl Tombak
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