笨小笨North歌词由Locks演唱，出自专辑《Tall Tales》，下面是《North》完整版歌词！
North歌词完整版
The bed was getting cold, the lights went out so long ago,
The crows have started carrying the souls down below.
Footsteps on the path have been covered by the grass.
The roses let the thorns fight their way out of the snow.
Take it from me.
Darling, please take all you need.
I have packed enough for many centuries on the run.
Come down from the hill, you know you don’t wear it well.
Put that sorrow on a shelf for someone else to have a go.
The graves were getting full; there was no space to call home.
We wandered through the quiet streets of a city on the close.
How did we not see what in our company?
Did it creep in through that unlocked cellar door?
Take it from me.
Darling, please take all you need.
I have packed enough for many centuries on the run.
Come down from the hill, you know you don’t wear it well.
Put that sorrow on a shelf for someone else to have a go.
I never wore this old heart out, it never fitted right.
I never thought I’d have to keep it locked up out of sight.
I never wore this old heart out, it never fitted right.
I never thought I’d have to keep it locked up out of sight.
I never wore this old heart out, it never fitted right.
I never thought I’d have to keep it locked up out of sight.
I never wore this old heart out, it never fitted right.
I never thought I’d have to keep it locked up out of sight.
Take it from me.
Darling, please take all you need.
I have packed enough for many centuries on the run.
Come down from the hill, you know you don’t wear it well.
Put that sorrow on a shelf for someone else to have a go.
