Girl from North England

Moonlight breaks in the ruins of an abandoned hallway
A mockingbird's gallantless cry seeps upon a rusted causeway
Arms stretched balanced on a blue sky blue
But I can't see where heaven ends and you begin
Bound away across the wide Atlantic Ocean
Somewhere in the north of England

A hand hiding small pressed against walls in the heavy wind
Where seven wisemen wrote upon it, "Faith is not a steady thing."
In tenement glass and shipwreck moons
Lonesome spring don't mean a thing if you ain't here
Bound away across the wide Atlantic Ocean
Somewhere in the north of England

If seven years were not enough to know you
If seven worlds were not enough to hold you
Then on my eighth life, I would try again to seek you
And the light did always suit you more than did the dark
Bound away across the wide Atlantic Ocean
Somewhere in the north of England

Words dissipate in miles retold across an ocean past
Where a wandering monk prayed of forbidden love from palms of grass
In mirrored sleep and imagined views
A kaleidoscope sky couldn't match the power of your eyes
Bound away across the wide Atlantic Ocean
Somewhere in the north of England