The Heights

Untouched snow covered the ground
I stepped into the street
The city silent in the darkness
And as I walked I heard the sound
Of your heart there beating
Still and sweet and unsuspecting
Of the note sitting on the counter
Put down In a hurried hand
Ill conceived and poorly written
I threw my phone into the trash
So as I walked I felt the washout
Of disappearing

Oh the heights
And oh the weight
Baby I ain’t kidding no one
You know I never was no saint

Somewhere between BC and Montana
We stopped somewhere
And I sat there and I thought of calling
Maybe to make sure that you were okay
Maybe to make myself feel better
In some fucked up way
As if you’d answer and be glad
As if you wouldn’t lose it
As if you’d understand
But life it don’t happen out that way
You don’t get to break shit
Drop the broom and walk away

Oh the heights
And oh the weight
Baby I ain’t kidding no one
You know I never was no saint

Untouched snow covered the ground
I stepped into the street
And then I turned around