I'm standing at a window I'm pressed against the past I'm looking on in black and white Through the eyes of photographs And I'm falling into faces Cultivated smiles Two dimensional Je me souviens Canada Out of Gastown in the morning On a train in '69 Into the arc-weld of the rising sun We left the coast behind And the wheels rolled in a rhythm And I heard in them for the first time The endless song of traveling out of Canada Oh Canada The longest road I've known Paved with the kind of broken hearts That lead to broken homes Looking backwards I remember The cracks in all the paving stones And the distances I've traveled out of Canada Through the dog-days of the prairies The boundless sky above our heads My stepfather looked for Mounties In the streets of Winnipeg And he told them that my mother's love Had stole his heart away And we all stood there Posed for Polaroids of Canada Oh Canada The longest road I've known Paved with the kind of broken hearts That lead to broken homes Looking backwards I remember The cracks in all the paving stones And the distances I've traveled out of Canada I awoke wrapped in my mother's arms On the docks of Montreal The ships lit like Christmas And the moon a swollen ball When a sailor spoke of England I'd never felt so small I waited until the ocean Turned from emerald to grey The wind threshed the water And washed our wake away And the seagulls blew like words Back to the mouth of the St. Lawrence As we sailed out On The Empress of Canada Oh Canada The longest road I've known Paved with the kind of broken hearts That lead to broken homes Looking backwards I remember The cracks in all the paving stones And the distances I've traveled out of Canada The first country of my youth My heart was ever drawn to you Like a tongue to a broken tooth In a world where everyone was always leaving I was trying to keep my fingertips On Canada

Outside the world is crying Breaks my heart in two 'Cause no-one is an island When you walk in someone else's shoes We don't really see each other We don't even trust the truth It's the old divide and conquer Eye for an eye and tooth for tooth Heaven help the privileged ones Who never felt the blues 'Cause you won't find the road to love 'Til you walk in someone else's shoes Walk in someone else's shoes Heaven help the privileged ones Who never felt the blues 'Cause you won't find the road to love 'Til you walk in someone else's shoes Walk in someone else's shoes

What I've got I don't want All it does is hover and taunt Reminding me what I used to be What I may never be again Turns out what I'm good at doin Is making something out of the ruin Borrow this wasted space that could never be replaced Learn it all again tomorrow, learn it all again tomorrow Nothing I have you can borrow or steal Yes I think we have a deal. If my wheels were square, but the earth was jagged I rode along, it'd be no less ragged And seems to be the day I'm usually this way Learn it all again tomorrow, learn it all again tomorrow Nothing I have you can borrow or steal Yes I think we have a deal. I wish every harder day only took an hour And I'm not just like the people I resent I wish someday I could truly be a power Say exactly what it is I meant All I have that's in abundance Is my perpetual redundance It's hard for me to say, I face it everyday Learn it all again tomorrow, learn it all again tomorrow Nothing I have you can borrow or steal Learn it all again tomorrow, learn it all again tomorrow Nothing I have you can borrow or steal Yes I think we have a deal.

Won me in a poker game Lost me in a bet Then you got the nerve To turn around and get upset Movin' on Movin' on You practice law without a license Psychology too But your PHD is in giving me the blues Movin' on Movin' on Go to third world countries Kicking three-legged dogs And by three PM You're living high on the hog Held out for so long Movin' on You may have learned to hustle But you never learned to dance When you fight the law You don't get a second chance I may be right I may be wrong Movin' on You get away with murder You got a way with words Speaking in a language That nobody's ever heard Just singin' that same old song Movin' on Ten reasons to stay here Eleven to leave Not waiting around For you to give me a reprieve No more stringing this along Movin' on