True North - Tina Dico

They say it’s a cold place

Icy and grey

With a wind that cuts through

Marrow and bone

I’ve heard the earth cracks open wide

Before your eyes and might

Swallow you whole

They say you can get lost for days

In landscapes of big emotions

In the endless night when the sun doesn’t care

To crawl out of bed behind the oceans

We never learned to use a compass

We never learned to read these maps

We always yearned for far-off countries

We never found a straight way back

And it’s a miracle

A miracle

We found true north

True north

They say it’s an old place

With ancient tales

Of violence and war

Passion and soul

But I’ve seen the West bleed into the East

Like a slow breeze

Blowing ripples of hope

And I know I could get lost for life

Inside these stories I’ve heard

'Cause it all just shows that what we know

Is just the tip, the tip, the tip of the iceberg

We never learned to use a compass

We never learned to read these maps

We always yearned for far-off countries

We never found a straight way back

And it’s a miracle

A miracle

We found true north

True north