Club 8

We leave the north cause we're different
Empty houses greet us wherever we go
We turn our heads not to see them
And you turn yours not to see us
　　
We keep our eyes in the distance
Cause desolation greets us wherever we go
We travel roads made for no one
Someone built them
Then they moved om
　　
We'll be gone
If we keep driving we can not go wrong
And we'll be wrong
For the once we promised
We'd never return*
　　
We leave the north cause it's different
And we see trees but never anyone who talks
A land of pines not of people
Await a landscape unlike ours