Longitudinal Centre Lyrics - Provincial - John K. Samson

This Spring made Winter an insulting opening offer down the passing lane 

It's getting harder to negotiate 

Thawing out and icing up again 

Past the [midwhere?] circle of Provincial flags flagging in the front yard 

Tired of trying to make us think 

That it hasn't always been so hard 

The sky looks seasick on the boxcar's sway 

Where the Atlantic and Pacific are the very same far away 

So the sun pulls me out and then lets me in, I'm a vacuum-powered cord 

In the back of that van full of kids 

Cleaning carpets for the Lord 

And I make a little list of sounds I've found, it comforted us in the past 

The roar of the rumble strips 

And the Mennonite meter of the flood forecast 

[Haddow?] wind strums on those signs that say 

The Atlantic and Pacific are the very same far away 

Steer this boat around the snow plow spray 

While the Atlantic and Pacific are the very same far away