| There’s a place I’m gonna leave to When all this questioning is through
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| I’m gonna set my course to somewhere further North
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| Than my eyes have ever viewed
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| And though I know that the thought proceeds me I know that others seek it too
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| But when I get where the needle leads me Well I swear, and I swear, you’ll never lead me away again
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| And in the time when the peace of islands
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| Was first by human hand disturbed
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| They built their houses and they said obedience
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| Was all the lives of men were worth
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| And in the shadow of the temperance
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| They laid boundaries in the dirt
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| And when the door had a narrow entrance
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| With their hands on their shirts they would pray for the non-believers
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| And there’s a place called North
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| And they’re gathering there to sing
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| And I knock three times and beg them
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| But they will not let me in And «Oh, my girl"they say
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| «You're the carrier to no gain»
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| But I lay, what I can, somewhere North of this and
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| Would you turn me away again?
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| And do you go where the needle leads to And when you get there will you change?
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| Out where the nights are soft
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| And now you go because you think that Paradise should be tamed
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| And how you live is by a map of humanity
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| And now you grip it 'cause you think that it saves
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| But I’ve seen what you see
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| It looks different to me
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| I see lights to the shore
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| And all these hearts beating other rhythms
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| Now they die to be born
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| And all their mysteries are dying with them
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| And there’s a place called North
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| And you’re gathering there to sing
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| And I knock three times and beg you
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| But you will not let me in But though I love so hard
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| Now I’m the carrier to this gate
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| And I lay, what I can, somewhere North of us and
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| Would you turn me away again?
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| And would these winds would lift
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| And they carry me to your door
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| And I knock three times and tell you
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| I can’t help where I was born
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| But don’t I love enough
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| Isn’t holiness where it forms?
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| If I take, what I have, to the North
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| Is there room on your piece of Heaven?
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| Oh would you turn me away again? |