No News from North - Tim Barry

Endless days and nights alone

A free trade zone with the curtains drawn

And I’m a drunken mess winning bets on never seeing Boston again

I’m tired as hell about this off and on

And back and forth and home, then gone

And if I’m wrong then damn it, condemn me now, please

Cause I can’t breathe… without you

Without you

Without you… without you

That track was long and that train was fast

And I stopped thinking back in Halifax

And now I know that, I’ll never drink alone with you again

I touched my feet to sand and pavement salt

Called the Midwest my home this fall

But it was never home, home’s just a distraction I invent

When I can make rent

I’ll cover the cost of a flight for you to stay one night

Been tracing steps from months to years on stolen rides of tariff steel

Robbed the World Bank one of an affinity group or two

Now my shade tree’s gone and my dried leave bed

Is level grade for a parking deck

And my key chain’s as empty as my mood

God damn, I still can’t move

I’ll cover the cost of a flight for you to stay one night