North

The record's all done and life's moved on and I'm A little bit wiser a little bit more tongue-tied You got your girls and I got my boys I don't think I'll ever make a better noise I still remember the rain coming down like a eulogy The last day we were together and the way you looked at me But I got my wits and you got the cash I don't need to be reliving all that In my heart you're north of the border Shining down like the aurora I still dream of you like a restless explorer The road to here's been a hail of empty bullet shells I wonder if you hear the answers in your father's church bells Echoing off of a mountainside Vanishing like all the songs I write In the chalice I see me in white Giving up all the fights One by one In the name of love In my heart you're back in Canada With four seasons here to bandage ya I still think of you I know you might not understand it now I drop the piano lid and let the sound go out You got your thorn in my like a secret hideout But you got your girls and I got my boys I don't think I'll ever make a better noise.