The North

Have you seen the North
That cold gray place
Don't want it's shadow anymore
On my faceA man grows bitter
We're a bitter race
Some of us never get to see
A better placeIn the Northern Skies
There was a steel cloud
It used to follow me around
But I don't see it nowThere's a farm in the rain
And the little farmhouse
There were a young man's eyes
Looking southThe North was my mother
But I no longer need her
You trade your roots and your dust
For a face in the riverAnd a driven rain that washes you
To a different shore
There's a North in us all
But my North can't hold me anymoreThe North was my mother
But I no longer need her
You trade your roots and your dust
For a face in the riverAnd a driven rain that washes you
To a different shore
There's a North in us all
But my North can't hold me anymoreA driven rain that washes you
To a different shore
There's a North in us all
But my North can't hold me anymore