North
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I'm headed up North
To my land on the lake
Where if I find reason to shout
It thunders 'cross the montain range
I'm staking my claim
In a distant neon haze
So wish me some luck
I'm digging for gold
I've got a lot of things to say to you
How could we be such fools?
God give me grace, I went asking for a little bit more
Now I pitty those poor souls who keep tracking North
They were calling me to arms
With a poster on a door
If I can't find myself in L.A.
Perhaps I'll find me in New York
And just as I realized
That I had hoped this hopes before
It was too late
I was back on the boat
And it was so fuckin' cold
I was drenched to the bone
I was praying for warmth
And we were headed North
I've got a lot of things to say to you
How could we be such fools?
God give me grace, I went asking for a little bit more
Now I pitty those poor souls who keep tracking North
I'm headed up North
To this place that I know
And every time I think I'm done
I'm busting right back through the door
I ought to tie me down and stand
And sweat it out a little more
We're running out of time now
I've got a lot of things to say to you
How could we be such fools?
God give me grace, I went asking for a little bit more
Now I pitty those poor souls who keep tracking North
Now I pitty those poor souls who keep tracking North