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Saskatchewan
03:21
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The days are dragging on, it's time to hit the road again
I'm going to Saskatchewan where the tall grasses blow
And the highway cleanses black blood
Dogs are howling, there's a storm on the horizon
The winds are raging like the Assiniboine screaming
And the highway cleanses black blood
An old dirt road, hidden in the corn rows
There are some things that I need to forget now
And the highway cleanses black blood
These praries, they hold secrets
The winds are raging like the Chipewyans screaming
And the highway cleanses black blood
Empty silos, broken down steeples
A dusty town hardly worth remembering
And the highway cleanses black blood
There's a howling in the distance
The winds are raging like my conscience screaming
And the highway cleanses black blood.
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The Tempest
04:09
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Let me break like lightning and rain
And may everyone fear the thunder of my passage
In the swansong of a madman
I want the bloody sky to scream my vengeance
May the ground tremble in my wake
And may the tides rise to wash these days away
The earth will vomit in my fury as you mouth
Your loved ones names choking on ashes
The tempest it will rage
Let my name be devastation
And may it fall from the lips like blood from the wrist
I want to see this treacherous race
Face down in the crimson mire
The tempest it will rage
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Let the whisk(e)y flow, uisge beatha and a dram
I've got a song in my blood and the highlands in my heart
Losing control and laughing all the while
Today we're going down before the sun
Fire water, singing songs of the I.R.A.
And hey, hey baby, it's ok
Let the whisk(e)y flow, uisge beatha and a dram
I've got a song in my heart and Long Kesh in my heart
Losing control and laughing all the while
Today we're going down before the sun
Fire water, singing songs on the I.N.L.A.
And hey, hey baby, it's ok
Let the whisk(e)y flow, uisge beatha and a dram
I've got a song in my heart and a free Ireland in my heart
Losing control and laughing all the while
Today we're going down before the sun
Fire water, singing songs on the Sinn Fein
And hey, hey baby, it's ok
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Yellowknife
02:43
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Let me ride across the prairies
When the sun is riding high
I want to get lost in those calm grasslands
I want to drown in the empty mile
Let me ride that northern highway
When the moon is riding high
I want to get lost in my tired thoughts
As I roll on through the night
Take me back to Yellowknife
Where the colours dance across the sky
Take me back to Yellowknife
That's where I lost my piece of mind
Let me walk that lonesome canyon
In the cool shade of the pines
I want to feel those wild northern winds
Send those shivers up my spine
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Long Road Back
04:52
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Searching for signs of the sun
Through a twelve by four slot in a concrete wall
The air so thick with violence
You could almost choke on it
I've been down
I open my eyes in the morning
The steel bars remind me just how low it can get
I sit on my bunk and read a letter
Sent from rural route number one
You're too cold to cry and it's a fight to get by
I've been down but not out
I can't stop thinking of you, it's all that gets me through
I've been down but not out
This time is unforgiving
For the first time my memories mean nothing
This time is unforgiving
For the first time my memories mean everything
I've been down
I can still smell the perfume you sprayed on those letters
I close my eyes let your smile take me home
Times like this can kill the best of us
It's a long road back
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Ile-De-La-Madeleine
01:32
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The winds raged across the dunes
As the ocean crashed at our feet
We gazed into grey our thoughts lost in the pounding waves
If only we could live in these moments forever
Meadow flowers in the mist, the gentle salt of your lips
Alone together watching seals play in the sea
I'd kill to see you smile like that everyday
If only we could live these moments forever
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Trench Street
03:09
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Old day and old ways
I think I like you better as a memory
Rather than a lie
Hashish smoke and a moonlit smile
It's funny that after all these years when I think of you
That's what comes to mind
Trench Street has never seemed so far away
And to be honest
I haven't thought about those days in years
Trench Street was just a lie
It was a strange time
Just holding on when we knew to let go
So many things have changed since then
Never again will I feel so cold
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