Canada
Chris Youngblood, Unlike Pluto
And I'm on a whirlwind ride and
I wanna feel, I wanna heal
And I'm off without a guide and
It's so ideal, it's too surreal
Driving into blue what a pretty hue
Driving over Canada
The north of North America
Don't know where I'll go
No one really knows no one has a damn clue
Shades of brown and green
They're surrounding me
Peering out through the leaves
There, here comes the rain
Wash away the pain driving over Canada
The north of North America
And there comes the dark i see the stars
And here in this car i healed these scars
Then the green lights start to flare
They trail off everywhere
You know nothing can compare
The stillness in the air