Dominion Road is bending; under it's own weight,
Shining like a strip, cut from a sheet metal plate,
os its just been raining.
Jane reached the point where she knew
what he meant before he opened his mouth,
He couldn't say the same or he would've guessed
she was moving south, with one of his friends.
But its getting better now, he found it in him to forgive,
He walked the city, and he found a place to live
in a halfway house, halfway down Dominion Road.
He watched Jane's brother sell the house he felt no sense of loss,
More like a mountain-climber looking back having made it across -
the steepest face.
Oh but he's still climbing, see him trying to cross the street,
He tests his footing, like he was up ten thousand feet above
the clouds, halfway down Dominion Road.
But he's getting better now; he rests his head on the windowsill,
He watches the city, sees the antennae's in the hills from
the halfway house, halfway
down Dominion Road.
Halfway down, halfway down, halfway down Dominion Road.
Halfway down, halfway down, halfway down Dominion Road Owaoo