Shellac
The Idea of North
he was from up northpart of the North Academyit could have been anywherelet's say it was...wantsimagine living n goin' nutssitting caught in the voidimagine days without numbers attacheddrinking of coursei wrote him a lettersaid "i'll never come home!"but he never sent itbut he wrote it again n againstacked up to the ceilingthen another stackburn them all winter for heatpicture a chairand the way that he sits in it(it)he looks out the windowi think he believes in it
From Letras Mania