Letra de The Idea of North
He was from up north Part of? the North Academy? It could have been anywhere Let's say it was... wants Imagine living n goin' nuts Sitting caught in the void Imagine days without numbers attached Drinking of course I wrote him a letter Said "i'll never come home!" But he never sent it But he wrote it again n again Stacked up to the ceiling Then another stack Burn them all winter For heat Picture a chair And the way that he sits in it(it) He looks out the window I think he believes in it