Martin Tielli

On a cold road

Somewhere in the south of Ontario

There's a crackle in the air

As they're putting up the very last telephone pole

Now I'm standing here... where my grandfather stood

And he chopped wood

When I was a young boy

I used to take trips

With a bike for girls and my best friend Chris

From the big town into the countryside

We used to take trips

We used to take trips

And now I'm standing here, where I used to stand

Hand in hand, in a land that was so big

Do you believe it... in it?

Can you believe it... in it?

Do you believe in it?

There's a mouth on a phone

Somewhere across the ocean blue

And I know it's you, Christopher Columbus

(Ocean Blue)

With your tie-dye sails

(Ocean Blue)