The North

Hello, boys
Way up in the north
On the western side of James Bay
Keeping things real
And keeping things day-to-day
You let me walk to the edge with a smile
And suggested not dying today
And you taught me more than they ever would
Ever could
Hey, hey, hey
My bottle world
I’d never seen, wasn’t allowed to see
The life of the north
In a Canada we should’ve never called «Canada»
You showed me around a bit
Showed me a bit of the past and showed me future
Broken in two bits
You showed me a love with a higher, cooler style
Or you showed me a problem
That is over one hundred years old
They’re parents without kids without parents without kids without parents
without kids without parents without kids
Hello, boys out in the bush
Let’s forget things for a while
Let’s turn our faces to the sun
And get whatever warmth there is
In the unnoticed world
The misunderstood world
Undescrib’le world
They interested anyone?
Turn our faces to the sun and get whatever warmth there is