Northern Towns

Summer turned to rain
Like the season spent in pain
Building lives on sand now
All the promises that were kept
To the ones who never left
All over and over and over

Woah, can't hope without the thought of harm to see
Life's a tragedy
Woah, can't hope without the thought of harm to see
Thoughts from hellish dreams

Run dry, fishing fleet
Like the ghosts that roam the street
Searching where to go now
Never moved on past
The fortunes that were cast
The day the mill closed down
Blamed it on the drink
As much as anything
The scars will never heal now

Woah, can't hope without the thought of harm to see
Life's a tragedy
Woah, can't hope without the thought of harm to see
Thoughts from hellish dreams

Woah, can't hope without the thought of harm to see
Life's a tragedy
Woah, can't hope without the thought of harm to see
Thoughts from hellish dreams

Hopeless enemy
Thoughts from apathy
Bonds were never free
Across the western sea