Track Insight / Lyrics
Silver case kisses weathered clay
History grinds under boot heel today
Autumn wind cuts through Beacon Hill
Compass drinks the silence still
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Four points spin then lock to true
Brick veins pulse with ghosts of crew
True north walking where the dead men tread
Needle sings where prayer and pavement wed
No map saves you from the choice ahead
True north walking till the cold is shed
Copper patina meets the glazed brick skin
Leaves burn orange against the gray
Keeper's log reads storms we're sailing in
Needle finds the fixed and fading way
[Pre-
Four points spin then lock to true
Brick veins pulse with ghosts of crew
True north walking where the dead men tread
Needle sings where prayer and pavement wed
No map saves you from the choice ahead
True north walking till the cold is shed
Fog rolls thick off Charles River basin
Lantern light won't pierce this shallow grave
Compass hums a low vibration
Bricks recall the crashing wave
Widow's walk watches from the rooftop height
Keeper's eyes scan horizons gone
Silver arrow cuts the autumn night
True north stands where shadows dawn
No satellite, no glowing screen
Just magnet, metal, memory
The path is mean but the bearing's clean
Walk the line, let history be
Whoa-oh, needle don't fail me now
Whoa-oh, bricks talk loud
Whoa-oh, true north stands proud
Whoa-oh, walk it out
True north walking where the dead men tread
Needle sings where prayer and pavement wed
No map saves you from the choice ahead
True north walking till the cold is shed
True north walking, hear the compass sing
True north walking, let the sidewalk ring
Needle settles, brick keeps time
True north walks this mortal line
