It's time for him to get up But he won't until he's late Then he coughs and yells, ‘Oh f**' He bangs around and turns on all the lights and Yells at me for misplacing the keys That he always leaves some place he can't find High Country, please let me dream He slams the front door and his truck coughs away I have an hour until It's still dark and the bed is now free It's mine and not his Not in a home that his mother owns Stuck on some logging road I'm saving, but until High Country, please let me dream of the High Country