The North

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