Northern Skies
I've have returned to the Northern Skieswhere the summer had knocked outthe clouds that class aboveowh and I have returned to the somber greensof the days too early to come and too early to stay
and I have left a million starsand a ocean so lightly, so clearly blueand I have left the warmth of the sunand a millions adventures not yet begun
the great sense of passing throughthe great sense of passing throughthe great sense of passing through
owh for once there was beauty, here for meunder these white northern skiesand I felt the green was blackerand the blue was darker stillmy roots are lying deeperthen I ever think they will againheartache and poetryunder these white northern skies
the great sense of passing throughthe great sense of passing throughthe great sense of passing through