Alberta Breeze

All my city is dressed in skin

Her lips are dark

Her ankles thin

Oh my dizzy ballerina, won't you give us a spin?

My country's cold in autumn's chains

Every time I think of her it rains

When she breathes upon the morning

She shakes all the weather vanes

Now I try to keep a steady hand

Because I'm living in a shaky land

Lord I try to be an honest man

But it's tougher than I ever planned

In the westbound air tonight are those centuries

My tongue-tied beheaded bride

The Alberta breeze

Oh David drive like you've never done

Oh Sarah sing like you've never sung

Oh my dizzy ballerina spin like you've never spun

Now I'm sending you a telegram

About my days in the caravan

With the steers and the bleating lambs

Took the money and away I ran

I recall how the dress you wore rose above your knees

As the thrush flew from the mouth of the Alberta breeze

The summer's turned it's back on me with a sorrow-laden symmetry

With a highway kind of robbery

Like my life was an apology

Now I don't think about you all the time

Only when the trees sway somehow slaughtered by the Alberta breeze