Old Growth

She said I know of a place we ought to go
A place way up North where there's still a lot of old growth
We can drive all day, we can drive all night
We'll get there in the morning light
We can set up camp, we can rest a while
Before that long, long hike
She said I need to live where ancient spirits dwell
I need to fall deep within their spell
I'm sick and tired of the electric thoughts
The miles and miles of concrete walks
The burden we all bear of all—of all that we've lost
He said my truck it's not in very good shape
But I've got a feeling we're only going one way
I can drive it all day, I'll push it through the night
It's gonna blow by the morning light
Forget about camp, let's strike right out
Begin that long, long hike
He said I need to stand in a cold mountain stream
I need to fish for things that swim within my dreams
I'm drowning in the toxic news
All the lies beating up the truths
It doesn't matter what we choose
It seems we're all—we're all going to lose
And we could go
To that place we know
Way up North
There's still old growth
We could go
To that place we know
Way up North
There's still old growth
There's still old growth
If you climb the great giant
And you get to the highest peak
You look way up North
To the darkest depth of green
You just might see a ghostly mist
It could be campfire smoke
The only sign there are folk up there
Living among the old growth
The only sign there are folk up there
Living among the old growth