Nova Scotia

Ten Foot Pole
I watch the objects form in cloudy skies
a bat, a pirate ship and then her eyes
so I pound a shot down
punch my arm and set up a new round
till me, myself, and i cant concentrate
the clouds conspire to show me what i miss
her hair, her cheeks, her lips puckered up to kiss
the wind blows
drags her nose
through her forehead like a horn grows
the omen clear but years too late
Nova Scotia's so damn cold yeah
and I moved here to give her space
drinking stoli to kill my memory
theres not enough to lose her face
the wind blows
drags her nose
through her forehead like a horn grows
the omen clear but years too late
Nova Scotia's so damn cold yeah
and I moved here to give her space
she poisoned our hometown
so I moved a half a world away
where frozen winter chokes the color
leaving black and white and gray
so I pound a shot down
punch my arm and set up a new round
till me, myself, and i cant concentrate
Nova Scotia's so damn cold yeah
and I moved here to give her space
drinking stoli to kill my memory
theres not enough to lose her face
Nova Scotia's so damn cold yeah