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Gregory Alan Isakov - This Empty Northern Hemisphere

This Empty Northern Hemisphere
Gregory Alan Isakov
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Smoke, it flies from whisky mouths,
Vagabonds walk this suitcase town,
Summer left us beckoning,
The cottonwoods were all worn out.

Night comes fixing on the day
And the universe reigned again
While the wheels roll, it all glows a flickering light.

While you were sleeping, I was the turning the dials
And I walled up your kingdom with radio wires,
And the bells of the choir came in low and rumbling,
Aw, you should a heard them.

Living here in this city on fire, well, I've been fine,
Just dancing drunk above the street,
Me, the ghost of Caroline.

And that was me, ya know, calling up above
From the steeples in the church yard.

Watch the wheels roll to find another place home.

While you were sleeping, you bet that I might
Walk this empty northern hemisphere wide,
And the kingdom it came, well, it all fell down,
It all fell to dust.

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