Northbound Heart

I was born where the cold wind cuts. Northern lights dance in the

midnight dust. Mama said, "Son, keep your boots laced tight,

'cause the world gets dark before it gets bright." I grew strong on that E-Colored

road. Carrying dreams like a heavy load. But a northbound

heart doesn't break in two. It just beats a little harder

when it's missing you. I walk that line through storm and snow.

Long way down, long way to go. But I'll keep moving,

never fall apart. That's the way of a northbound heart. With the frost