in another world

driving west on the trans-canada highway

bitter tears rolling from my eyes

randy newman singing a plea to nixon

november pines look brittle against the sky

and in another world, i could drive forever

hold the road till the georgia strait swirled

my heavy heart free floating like a feather

and i would not fear the dark, in another world

keeping on on the trans-canada highway

our baby boy sleeping still behind

love and anger overwhelm me

drowning out the air and the light

and in another world…

echos ring on the trans-canada highway

of every word we’ve tangled or confused

i never was the knave you thought me

but a bigger fool than ever god produced

and in another world…

driving west on the trans-canada highway

bitter tears rolling from my eyes

randy newman singing a plea to nixon

november pines look brittle against the sky

written by tom yates 20 november 2011

tom yates - vocal, guitar, cellos
lloyd hanson - bass
raymond manson - backing vocals