Northbound

He walks out the door Shuts it tight His bones feel sore It's out of control A grey city was never built for him He longs for so much more Than day-to-day routines Oh, what an awful scheme Packs his things Gets in the car Heads up north to get away fast Get a way fast Reminiscing of what he's missing As he reaches his destination it is the ocean And he realizes: There's no conclusion for what we built inside Tears run down his face As the wind hits him And he drowns In that suffocating sound He falls to his knees With a heavy soul And no remedy There's no conclusion There's no conclusion For what we built We only move to fight the storm Make your mark on the world Edge it into stone This is your home We only move to fight the storm Make your mark on the world Edge it into stone This is your home It's your home