I'm at Home in the North

Give me darkness, give me cold Give me landscapes to freeze my soul I'm at home in the North My body bakes and my flesh boils In this scorching Southern hell But my heart is cold, preserved in ice Amongst snow and evergreens I want to see trees and verdant fields Capped in gowns of white Skies of piercing blue Or asleep in muted grey Trails that lead me deep, into the forest of my mind Where breeze and tranquil peace, soothe my every pain The stones, they sleep, in ancient peace The trees, they whisper, so soft and sweet While the twigs, they snap, and crackle with laughter And the birds, the birds, they sing So give me darkness, give me cold Give me landscapes to freeze my soul I'm at home in the North Snow. Trees. Road. Home