Kodiak - The Ghost of Paul Revere

My ears fill with water, hollowing the sound

And the door in which you were going, it was opening and it was closing

And it was closed

North

Kodiak, we’re all heading north

I was born with nothing

But I’ll die with you

My heart upon the anchor, conviction like a martyr

And the fog that it blurred our edges, has now slowly come to focus

And it is short, it is short

North

Kodiak, we’re all heading north

I was born with nothing

But I’ll die with you