Have You Seen The North
That Cold Grey Place
Don't Want Its Shadow Anymore
On My Face
A Man Grows Bitter
We're A Bitter Race
Some Of Us Never Get To See
A Better Place

In The Northern Skies
There Was A Steel Cloud
It Used To Follow Me Around
But I Don't See It Now
There's A Farm In The Rain
And A Little Farmhouse
There Were A Young Man's Eyes
Looking South

The North Was My Mother
But I No Longer Need Her
You Trade Your Roots And Your Dust
For A Face In The River

And A Driven Rain That Washes You
To A Different Shore
There's A North In Us All
But My North Can't Hold Me Anymore