The Couch

August 2007

This is a song about the Couch, a log beside Sunwapta Falls staff's beloved campfire place. I finished it soon after working there for 3 months and it describes one of my favourite things to do.

We shuffle down this unlit road; the hum of human voices begins to grow
Away from electronics we know, turn down a path to a secret place we go
I take a seat as the water moves behind me its song fills up my ears
The fire is all I see and I think that, I could sit here for years
This place is holy this place is ours, hidden in the mountains beneath the stars
It’s a great escape but it feels like home to me, with you, with every single one of you

I can’t believe it’s been this long, it feels like less it feels like more
Guess one could say we’re all still new, but not after what we’ve been through
We’ve had some close calls this summer, but were lucky enough to get away
We’ve met some interesting people too and had some awesome ones that couldn’t stay
But it’s been all worth it hasn’t it, even with our lousy jobs
Yeah it’s been all worth it hasn’t it, it’s all been worth it for this

We hear some chords and they’re coming from the woods, they’re quiet but company’s on the way,
Someone on the side puts the drum between their knees and smiles as they begin to play
And the conversations continue on and there are two who start to sing a song
Now the guitars here and the drum is beating, the rest have joined in singing in a song we all know,
And they belt it out, every word they remember, they sing it to the sky and they sing it for each other,
Cause we’ve got no fear, no we’re all friends here, just sitting and enjoying a couple things we hold dear,
This log is our couch, that carton is our chair, that bucket is a bass beating music in the air,
This fire is a beacon leading others to the couch, so we can talk the night away while water drowns us out,
Cause there’s nothing else to do, we’re thirty miles from town, but that’s alright with me cause I don’t want this place found,
Cause everything seems to be going our way here tonight, everything about this place is right

(Chorus)

Now we’ve settled down and there’s lots of empty cups, some see the moon, check their watch and think of heading up,
but the musicians will play one final silly song, just to get some smiles before it's bed, before the break of dawn,
And they play away while the others try to listen, and sing along to the chorus if a chorus isn’t missing,
Now the mood is good, and we’re all set to go, and for one last week we extinguish the embers red hot glow

(Chorus)

This place is holy this place is ours hidden in the mountains beneath the stars
It’s a great escape but it feels like home to me, with you, with every single one of you.