Oh Heart, Oh Highway.

Music has been my companion. I date songs. I have relationships with notes, lyrics and melody.
Really. And so far it has been my most constant of companions. Probably not the most healthy way to look at courtship, but hell if it ain't broken... But no song has been like a second skin to me as Amy Campbell's song 'Oh Heart, Oh Highway'. I just got off a 3 week tour with Amy and still I can't get enough of her music and especially that song. Amy is an amazing singer-songwriter who hails from the north country of Canada like myself. I am honoured to call her a friend and privileged to have heard her music.

She says that she wrote Oh Heart, Oh Highway while traveling from Boston to NYC. A road I know all too well... so its even more erie that I am drawn to this piece. You can check it out on Amy's Myspace page. To say I adore this song is an understatement.

I invite you to take a read of her amazing lyrics and listen to a song that I have adopted as my own.
I see an NLX cover of it in the very near future.... but for today its just more Amy on repeat for me.

Big Love
NLX


Oh Heart, Oh Highway

In a crumbling empire that starts at the pavement,
and the tall grey spires. And the big blue sky.
There's a faint fading signal, though I've tried to save it,
from your heart to mine. Cross these million miles.
Now I don't know how it happened, and I guess I never will.
How we draw these lines. But I think of you still sometimes (and)
Me, I like to drive. While everyone is sleeping.
I like to feel you breathing. And feel your life in mine.

Cause somehow my city got haunted.
And somehow the living got hard.
As all of the things that I'd hoped for.
One by one became things that I'd lost.

So I'll rejoin the wallflowers, and the misfits, and love's wronged.
I'll quit writing you letters and go back to writing songs.
I guess it just took all these years to get tired of running strong.
Cause somehow in this moving came the peace for which I've longed.
And some nights, under bright lights, a sweet and open heart,
will find your arms. Twenty four hours. (and I don't know)
If I was smitten, with you or with your city.
But that good-bye, sure did feel like a pity.

Cause somehow my city got haunted.
And somehow the living got hard.
As all of the things that I'd hoped for.
One by one became things that I'd lost.

Oh heart. Oh highway. I would have missed all this if you had not denied me.
Oh heart. Oh highway. I would have missed all this if you had seen things my way.
Oh heart. Oh highway. Oh heart. Oh highway.

In a crumbling empire that starts at the pavement.
There's a weak fading signal, though I have tried to save it Darlin'
I have held you to me traveling all these miles across
And I have held your hand while loving you became something I'd lost
Oh heart... Oh highway..

-Amy Campbell