the northstar

by Death Comesto Matteson

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Wish I’d died of consumption
With my hemophiliac lungs
We’re all huckleberries
Doc holiday’s one and all
Speak to me softly
And I’ll drift off to sleep
Sing to me sweetly
And I fall dead at your feet

I’m all out of money
My hands and feet are numb
Give my love to Rose mister
My time on earth is done
Speak to me softly
And I’ll drift off to sleep
Sing to me sweetly
And I fall dead at your feet

If you follow, the northstar
It always will lead you back to where you are

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released October 25, 2010
peter matteson, chad taylor

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