Living North Lyrics - Why There Are Mountains - Cymbals Eat Guitars

I met the first guy 

Who said "I'll always remember this night, Jane" 

When I brought cigarettes home on a whim 

It was really him 

And all of us other guys 

Who've said it since then 

Well we've been trying to mean it as sincerely as he did 

There is a metal divide 

Between myself and this lake in New Jersey 

Silver seaweed hands reach up and grab 

A woman walking dog pulled in 

Never heard from again 

Focus on shining tension 

We're striders on the surface 

Of striders on the surface 

I found a dog's leash on the shores of the Pacific 

It means nothing to me