Magnetic North

I walk the moonlit path, to try and trace my tracks I kick the dusty road, to find my way home As my shadow moves, under the moonlight glow I start heading north, in search of warmth The wind at my back, the sun in my eyes I can't be too far, from the northern lights I lost my soul, I sold my pride For a glimmer of hope, for a speckle of light Follow magnetic north, until it all pulls down Nowhere to left to go, nowhere but home We flock north, looking for something But this here, is better than nothing This warmth, that you call cold Your hell, we call home, call home The days are growing long, the nights are moving slow All that was here, is now all gone I'm finally here, in this warming cold It's been so long, since I felt home We flock north, looking for something But this here, is better than nothing This warmth, that you call cold Your hell, we call home, call home These birds fly north in search of something A cold breeze that's always moving Fly home at the end of the winter Because this here is better than nothing I walk the moonlit path, to try and trace my tracks I kick the dusty road, to find my way home