North

The record's all done and life's moved on and I'm

A little bit wiser a little bit more tongue-tied

You got your girls and I got my boys

I don't think I'll ever make a better noise

I still remember the rain coming down like a eulogy

The last day we were together and the way you looked at me

But I got my wits and you got the cash

I don't need to be reliving all that

In my heart you're north of the border

Shining down like the aurora

I still dream of you like a restless explorer

The road to here's been a hail of empty bullet shells

I wonder if you hear the answers in your father's church bells

Echoing off of a mountainside

Vanishing like all the songs I write

In the chalice I see me in white

Giving up all the fights

One by one

In the name of love

In my heart you're back in Canada

With four seasons here to bandage ya

I still think of you

I know you might not understand it now

I drop the piano lid and let the sound go out

You got your thorn in my like a secret hideout

But you got your girls and I got my boys

I don't think I'll ever make a better noise.