Wild Wild Rose
Well it's a hill to get up to when you're heading back down
You get up the ridge you're only halfway up
The mountains are calling for scaling on high
So butter your biscuits and splendour your eyes
At the crags in the canyons in this framing of light
Like the rivers are flowing through the roads of my mind
In this car with bon iver and the weight that it rose
Take me back to Alberta find my wild flower rose
Wild wild rose
Wild Wild rose
Where it is growing
Nobody knows
Well it's the false of the summit
The sailing around
The hill to get up to when you were heading back down
The way things are going there's no slowing down
The drugs you are blowing are making you clown
But you're home near your home again
Use a line for your driver
And a nine for the edge
There's a town in your rear view
There's a guy on the ledge
There's a Prine in your pocket
There's a stitch in the seam
There's a final connection to the people you meet
Wild wild rose
Wild wild rose
Where it is growing
Nobody knows
Wild wild rose
The fuel in my tank
You're record is sticking
It's hard to explain
Wild wild rose
Wild mountain rose
Where it is growing
Nobody knows
Wild Wild rose
Wild mountain rose
Your record is sticking
Everybody knows
You get up the ridge you're only halfway up
The mountains are calling for scaling on high
So butter your biscuits and splendour your eyes
At the crags in the canyons in this framing of light
Like the rivers are flowing through the roads of my mind
In this car with bon iver and the weight that it rose
Take me back to Alberta find my wild flower rose
Wild wild rose
Wild Wild rose
Where it is growing
Nobody knows
Well it's the false of the summit
The sailing around
The hill to get up to when you were heading back down
The way things are going there's no slowing down
The drugs you are blowing are making you clown
But you're home near your home again
Use a line for your driver
And a nine for the edge
There's a town in your rear view
There's a guy on the ledge
There's a Prine in your pocket
There's a stitch in the seam
There's a final connection to the people you meet
Wild wild rose
Wild wild rose
Where it is growing
Nobody knows
Wild wild rose
The fuel in my tank
You're record is sticking
It's hard to explain
Wild wild rose
Wild mountain rose
Where it is growing
Nobody knows
Wild Wild rose
Wild mountain rose
Your record is sticking
Everybody knows
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