Your Neck of the Woods - Prairie Ontario lyrics

It's the space that keeps me running back and forth, dear I'm still coming home Now they say the west is stunning, out east they've got time running slow Back home there's airs worth breathing, the north wind, she blows secrets best heard low Another morning sun just peeking over plains that give reason to her glow Like a horse to the barn to the home that I miss I stick to my guns and I shoot from my hip I keep my hat bent for fear of how the storm stretch Like a horse to the barn I ain't home just yet Where the wind yearns to blow old farm and prairie Ontario Pre north, post south, just a borderline boreal shield mouth Mixed wood to the Hudson Plain, I rest my heart, I lay my name And I wait for you here in a home stuck in snow six months out of the year Another harvest yield worth reaping where cedars stretch and our willows weep and moan And where tangled heads lay sleep in pastures where them dreams, they creep in slow And you oughta see what fall unravels in meadows simply traced by gravel roads East of what those lakes once had -- they call them great (dear, we'll just call them home) Like a horse to the barn to the home that I miss I stick to my guns and I shoot from my hip I keep my hat bent for fear of how the storm stretch Like a horse to the barn I ain't home just yet Where the wind yearns to blow old farm and prairie Ontario Pre north, post south just a borderline boreal shield mouth Mixed wood to the Hudson plain I rest my heart, I lay my name And I wait for you here in a home stuck in snow six months out of the year