Ever since I was born in a northern town I’ve been digging myself out From a time when I hadn’t seen Anything worth remembering
I would aspire to better life To feast my eyes and expand my mind I’d lie awake, I could not wait To leave this place behind
Your Ontario town is just a burial ground For old friends Your Ontario town is just a burial ground
Inspired by hopelessness From where my discontent once began I miss the nature and the wilderness But not the people there
As old stores will close their doors Other ones may change their names But old friends still live their lives Where I would have died of shame
You say you grew up You say that you tried I think you took the easy way out I say you gave up I say you died
You’ll say that you’re content You’ll say there’s no regrets But I think you took the easy way out For if you’re not dreaming anymore You’re already dead
What a shame for those who chose To be wasted in the north What a shame to know nothing more Than the town where you were born
Kick over the stone that bares your name I spit on the snow that covers your grave