North

I'm headed up north
To my land on the lake
Where if I find reason to shout
The thunders cross the mountain range
I'm staking my claim
In a distant neon haze
So wish me some luck
I'm digging for gold

I got a lot of things to say to you
How could we be such fools?
God gave me grace, and I went
Asking for a little bit more
Now I pity those poor souls who keep trekking north

They were calling me to arms
With a poster on the door
If I can't find myself in L.A
Perhaps I'll find me in New York
And just as I realize
That I have hoped these hopes before
It was too late
I was back on a boat and it was so fucking cold
I was drenched to the bone, I was praying for warmth
And we were headed north

I got a lot of things to say to you
How could we be such fools?
God gave me grace, and I went
Asking for a little bit more
Now I pity those poor souls who keep trekking north

I'm headed up north
To this place that I know
And every time I think I'm done
I'm busting right back through the door
I oughta tie my dumb ass down
And sweat it out a little more
We're running out of time now

I got a lot of things to say to you
How could we be such fools?
God gave me grace, and I went
Asking for a little bit more
Now I pity those poor souls who keep trekking north
Now I pity those poor souls who keep trekking north

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