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