Taylor Adams - Alberta

I guess it started in Alberta on the road
Lost in the wind among those mountains capped with snow
High in the trails beyond the veils of brush and trees
You'll hear it in the distance if you listen to the breeze
Or when I left my heart and soul in Toronto
Drove up the 401 to this place I called home
After that sickness had consumed the last of me
Leaving this shell to fill that some will never get to see
I'm going back to Alberta
I'm going back to the cold
I wanna find that special place
Where I won't waste this time away
I'm going back down that road
Those few short days spent in New York on that class trip
Frostbitten fingers warmed by hands that shared my grip
On Seventh Avenue the chaos can't compare
To all that I have since been through and swept up in the air
I'm going back to Alberta
I'm going back to the cold
I wanna find that special place
Where I won't waste this time away
I'm going back down that road
I'm going back down that road

Written by:
Taylor Adams

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