1.  Ontario, confused by the constant

Storm above my head, 

should have known

It would be winter, the weather forecast

Told me so, 

Nights so cold

I don't know where to go

When all I've ever known was sadness

Under a tropical sun, 

Now I spend

My spare time searching for

A big dipper; 

Forgotten way back home

Spends more time with you, more than

I could ever know, 

2. And I sleep on train tracks now

The rumble on my back

Reminds me of back home,

Roads so thin, you feel the vibration
of my longing all the way back

From the North pole, 

Been searching to be whole 

When I've left pieces of me overseas

Where I learned all my A B C's,

And how to breathe with 

My mouth closed;

Should have known it would be cold, 

The weather forecast told me so

3. Oh sweet Ontario, you swallow people whole

But I've got pieces of me left back home,

I get lost when I walk and people 

Smile too much;

You'd like it here, the winter keeps you home

And the weed keeps you stoned,

The streets don't smell like grime

And I'm the only trash walking down the line

4. Who knew change meant disappearing 

Two blinks and I'll be gone;

In my sleep I dream of Islands

Swallowed by tsunamis

In my wake I dream of Oceans not 

Covered in frost;

I wonder what you're doing back home,

5. The only difference is that I'm sad alone now, 

And not sad with you

And I don't know what's sadder, 

But it keeps

Me up awake 

At night,

It follows me like a curse everywhere I go,

From my front door to the porch

My therapist gave me pills for this

She told me to take 6 , I told her

Life is funny that way,

6. No one hears you when you scream back here

The snow swallows your voice much like

That night in the backseat of your car,

Your seat belt being a permanent imprint on my back,

And you, an imprint on my heart

I warned you it was wrong timing, but make it twice,

I break hearts for breakfast but at least I still loved you

With all my clothes on

7.  I still love you,

It's just that sometimes it's too much

I want to claw my skin off every time that I wake up

The skies are softer down north but much heavier

On my heart, 

Every time I see the day end 

I think of how much time we spent apart

Spaces feel smaller and the world seems a little more dark

Maybe Under a different sun, we would have never 
Lost our spark 

8. And if you knew back then, what you know now

You wouldn't sleep so much, we'd be making out

With bloodshot eyes at 2 am,  but someone told me that

Life is funny that way, and I never much believed it 

Until right now 

But it hurts us less this way, 

Is what I tell myself every week

9. The tv never stops playing in my house when I'm asleep,

The sound comforts me while I weep but I have work at 6 am,

And my therapist told me its healthy when I have a plan but

I haven't had my shit together in years, and I know you'd laugh at that

At least I still resemble the person you once knew, faults and all

But I guess that's a part of life, no one stays in the same place

They were born, but I still wake up every morning

With an ache in my gut, and a slant to my walk 

Due to all this hurt in my heart, and I often wonder why

I could never heal the past but maybe it's the only thing keeping you alive 

Inside my head, in the here, and not there

A ghost girl in a new hometown

Is a movie I've been watching on repeat 

You said I should check out ''4:44 the last day on earth'' but you had no idea

What that would mean, 6 months down the line when I would leave,

10. 6 months down the line when I would sink

Into the ground like the small seed that I am,

Grew so strong with so much force

Downwards into the mud in all the wrong directions

Wrong being away from you, but I haven't been watering

Myself for weeks now, hoping I could shrivel back into my roots

and dig myself through the mud right through to you

11. Oh sweet Ontario, you swallow people whole 

you make my knees grow cold, I hold the phone

A little too close, 

Everything reminds me of you here

Everything reminds me of you here

12. Constant reminder on my skin

Swallow tropical ink;

I may never be back

Home, my dear

I got it tatted on my chin

13. Oh sweet Ontario, you swallow people whole

But I've got pieces left back home, I smoke alone

I scream at every dawn, 

14. Oh sweet Ontario,

You swallow all of me whole

But I've got people waiting for me

Back home,