he grew up in the middle of canada
great plains stretched out; airplanes never touched the ground
and he was taught that the world was round
but the flatness consumed him great flatness consumed him and he never quite believed them

then he met a girl
and the girl became his world
and his world was round in all the right places, so he was satisfied
till late one friday night
he lost his girl to a big brown man named mike
who worked in the oilfields, and worked out a lot
so our boy, he ran away

now the sun is on his left, morning tells him where to go
he's digging to the south, he'll drive to mexico
but he won't stop there, no not until he knows
he's gonna find the edge, and dive into what's below

and saskatchewan is the last thing on his mind

well he winds his way to argentinian lands
in buenos aires meets a girl with nothing to lose, she's got great hands
calls herself amalie, but he doesn't lose his dream this time
"come away, why not? there's no time to lose,
there's an abyss and it's waiting it's waiting it's waiting"

and the sun is on the left, morning tells them where to go
mild summer back at home, bitter winter where they're going
and it's raining in the andes, and it's raining in his head
and they're going to find out if it's all righter than they said

and saskatchewan is the last thing on their minds

it's a song about falling about as far as you can go
it's a song about rainstorms in your head
and sleepless nights in bed
and what you've got and what you know
it's a song about falling about as far as you can go
it's a song about rainstorms in your head
and beauty in your bed
and what you've got and what you know
and saskatchewan, it's about saskatchewan

well they call it tierra del fuego
but it's not much fire
it's a lot of rocks and moss and cold
so they took a boat, and a long trek through the snow
and at least they know, yeah at least they know

now the sun is in the sky, came up a month ago
and every way is north, there's nowhere else to go
and the penguins and ice floes are screaming to go home
they never found the edge, but they got at what's below

and saskatchewan is in my head


saskatchewan

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