Paroles de Living north

I met the first guy
Who said "i'll always remember this night, jane"
When i brought cigarettes home on a whim
It was really him
And all of us other guys
Who've said it since then
Well we've been trying to mean it as sincerely as he did

There is a metal divide
Between myself and this lake in new jersey
Silver seaweed hands reach up and grab
A woman walking dog pulled in
Never heard from again
Focus on shining tension
We're striders on the surface
Of striders on the surface

I found a dog's leash on the shores of the pacific
It means nothing to me