Canada Dreams of California

Canada’s always dreaming about California

Everyone always sings about their love

Here we are in a tent, West Virginia:

Mountains, and the shiny stars above.

Big dipper hangs upsidedown in Australia:

Water there goes backward down the drain.

We’ll drive off in opposite directions,

Find ourselves together once again.

And the summer leaves a sunburn, like a memory

But while your kingdom waits patiently for rain,

the North star is calling homeward:

Her love the shiny tracks, and I, a train.

Canada’s always dreaming about California,

Everyone always wants what they can’t have

We talk into the dark: sleepy bandits,

Stealing the night as though it’s ours.

And the mountains are really blue, like they said they were

and your blue eyes are threatening to rain,

and the North star is calling homeward:
her love the shiny tracks, and I, a train.

Canada’s always dreaming about California

All those deserts: all our snow.

Our children would be melted glaciers:

we’d build an arc, like Noah, then we’d go

sailing around the world until we’d wake up,

on a mountain, under canvas, in the rain,

with the North star calling me homeward,

her love the shiny tracks, and I, a train.

Canada’s always dreaming about California:

Restless, and longing as we are.

But I hear those rails humming:

A train: my heart: a star.

Ó evalyn parry SOCAN 2004