I'm runnin' tired of doin' everythin' alright That broken English never comes out how I'd like Dodgin' through the redwoods Layin' your back upon the windshield Can you feel the air wrappin' your head Around you until you break your neck?
That is my purpose, that is my northstar That is my echo, that is my reason And I ask myself, how could I ever forget? The chilly evenings, the itchin' feelin' The need to let go, the need to feel this The need to fix things to give life all that I have left
The larch is dyin' as a perfect version of itself Haven't seen another like it, haven't even tried I want the same thing for my friends, myself, my family And I want to feel that I'm along for the ride
That is my purpose, that is my northstar That is my echo, that is my reason And I ask myself, how could I ever forget? The chilly evenings, the itchin' feelin' The need to let go, the need to feel this The need to fix things to give life all that I have left
