(written by Matt Andersen, Gordie Sampson and Breagh Isabel)

I HAVE LOOKED, IN THE WILDEST PLACES
JUKEBOX BARSTOOL, WORN OUT STAGES
IN A HOTEL BIBLE IN SASKATOON
IN THE SCENT OF A CHEAP PERFUME

IN AN AIRPLANE, ACROSS THE WATER
IN A DOCTOR, IN A DOLLAR
IN THE LEAVING AND THE COMING HOME
MIGHT TAKE A WHILE BUT ONE DAY I KNOW

LAY MY BURDENS DOWN TO REST
USE MY HEART AND NOT MY HEAD
KEEP ALL THE COLOURS OUTSIDE THE LINES
DRINK THE WINE AND SMELL THE FLOWERS
LOOKING FORWARD TO THE HOUR
SOMEWHERE DOWN THE LINE
WHEN I FIND MY PEACE OF MIND

I GOT CLOSE, I CAUGHT A GLANCE
I WATCHED IT SLIP THROUGH MY HANDS
THE MORE I TRY, THE MORE I BELIEVE
MAYBE I SHOULD JUST LET IT FIND ME

LAY MY BURDENS DOWN TO REST
USE MY HEART AND NOT MY HEAD
KEEP ALL THE COLOURS OUTSIDE THE LINES
DRINK THE WINE AND SMELL THE FLOWERS
LOOKING FORWARD TO THE HOUR
LET MYSELF LOSE TRACK OF TIME
WHEN I FIND MY PEACE OF MIND
IN THE ENDLESS OF THE OCEAN
IN THE MEASURE OF A MOMENT
SOMEWHERE DOWN THE LINE
WHEN I FIND MY PEACE OF MIND