The Idea of North (Explicit)

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