In a cold prairie town
Where the winds blow free
This smokes on me
Young boys dreaming beneath endless clouds
In the still of the night
Walking through the darkness
Searching for his fight
Losing a battle with himself
In his heart he knows
Where dreams unfold
No longer bold
He knows he's lost the power of will
Take my hand for another pill
Sunsets turn to gold
He'll find the strength
From the lessons he's been told
Even if a young boy can
It doesn't mean it's for his good
I know I can recover
I know I'll thank my mother
Even if a young boy can
It doesn't mean it's for his good
Well I know I can let go
Watch me just lose my soul
In the heart of the prairies
Where dreams unfold
Or go cold