Wheat Like Waves - Death Cab for Cutie

作词：Benjamin Gibbard

Wheat like waves the Canadian plains

Were an ocean wide flowing to the sky

With prefab sprout echoing out

Of your 90 accord with the mismatched doors

Away from the wives for just a few days

Traveling 'cross the divide my delusions ablaze

But a homesteader's life at 45

Was just a fleeting dream there's no way I'd survive

The winters in Saskatchewan are so cold

You talked of your kid how frightened you'd been

When she almost died with tears in your eyes

But I could not pretend to comprehend

The depths of that kind of love as a childless man

And there's so little time so many miles to drive

Before the endless sleep eventually arrives

But I never would've thought that life was so long

That we'd be growing old with stories untold

You were kindled by the dials on the dashboard

Your tattoos like the stamps upon your passport

Speeding like we thought we were escaping

From everything we feared that we were breaking

By trying to hold them in our hands

You were kindled by the dials on the dashboard

Your tattoos like the stamps upon your passport

Speeding like we thought we were escaping

From everything we feared that we were breaking

By trying to hold them in our hands