Fine Line Livin' - North

In the north, the roads they give a man time with his head
It can be a straight shot into hell without ever being dead
While heading out to work another shift 500 miles from my home
Waking up before the sun, coffee in our hands
Load into trucks, make our way to no mans land
Sunrise to sunset the only time I have for me is black
I can see the fire dance on the stacks behind the trees
And the cold air it just cuts my lungs every time I breathe
I catch my reflection in a puddle, but I don't think that it's me staring back

And I know that it's hard
I believe in confidence
I'm sure that we'll get up from this and we'll be ok
I know that it's wrong
Cause I'm promoting selfishness and I shouldn't talk like this
But I hate being away

You never know what weather holds is it punishment for a sin
The freezing wind like angry knives that rip into my skin
Relentless mud keeps grasping at my heels and never letting go
But you fall into a rhythm of the daily work routine
12 Hours in the oilfield, back to camp get fed, get clean
A phone call home or a drink before I sleep, chasing away insanity
So I lie night after night alone here in the dark
These unchecked thoughts keep piling up, so heavy on my heart
Strike another day off the time it takes for me to come back home

And I know that it's hard
I believe in confidence
I'm sure that we'll get up from this and we'll be ok
I know that it's wrong
Cause I'm promoting selfishness and I shouldn't talk like this
Cause I hate being away

I hate being away
It's heavy when you're gone
I hate being away
It's hard but I'll keep on

And I know that it's hard
I believe in confidence
I'm sure that we'll get up from this and we'll be ok
I know that it's wrong
Cause I'm promoting selfishness and I shouldn't talk like this
Cause I hate being away

Written by:
Chad Corno, Steve Skillen

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