[Introduction: piano solo] [Verse 1] Travelling by train in the Great White North. Travelling by train between the mountains. Travelling by train between the mountains. Travelling by train to my home. [Chorus] Through the mountains. Through the snow. Through the fog. Yes. I'm coming home. [Verse 2] All the children in the village grow up so fast. From little to big. From old friends to the past. [Chorus] Oh. Through the mountains. Through the snow. Through the fog. Yeah. I'm coming home. [Verse 3] I'm coming back for the fire, the family and the songs. I'm coming back for the meat, the beer and the keg. I'm coming back for the rain, the sleet and the sadness. I return for the laughter. The pain. And tomorrow. I return for the love, the land and the strait. I return for the hearts, the hands and the house. [Chorus] Oh Through the mountains Through the snow Through the mist Yes I'm coming home [Verse 4] Travelling by train through the Great White North. Travelling by train through the mountains. Travelling by train between the mountains. Travelling by train to my home. [Instrumental and piano ending]

[Intro instruments only] [Verse] You're a kid and you're twelve and you're free You're so bored You're so wild You're so green And it's not even halfway to when you Can be in control of you And it's over so soon It gets you in a headlock and makes you go Wooo [Extended Instrumental funk solo] [Verse 2 — .Paak vibe] You’re just a kid, yeah, half fire, half “don’t know what I’m doin’ tonight.” One day you’re runnin’ the block like it’s yours, next day you’re quiet, just tryna keep your head right. You break the rules ‘cause rules don’t know a damn thing about you, and you ain’t seen half the road, but somehow life still hits you like BOOM on cue. (extended choir: uh, uh, uh, umm...) It flips you sideways, makes you stumble, makes you laugh, makes you choke, and all you can say is “Woo— this ride is wild, man, what a joke.” [Pre-Chorus — .Paak smooth] Everything moves fast, like a record when the needle jumps the groove. If this minute is yours, tell me how you gonna make it move? [Chorus — funky + soulful] How do we live a life that feels like two damn minutes? How do we keep our balance when the clock ain’t with it? How do we grow something tiny, messy, unfinished? Two minutes… but hey, two minutes can flip your whole spirit. [Bridge — .Paak soul-funk] Don’t waste it, life don’t wait for nobody standin’ still. You gotta bite it, taste it, give it rhythm, give it will. It can turn you to iron, or break you down to dust, but if you ride with the groove, it’ll lift you right back up. Yeah, time runs quick, but it still dances with you on the corner. Two minutes… and somehow you walk out stronger. Two minutes, two minutes… and the whole damn street feels warmer.