North from Coma by School Friends

Oh the lightning storm
From my inside voice
Like a wall of sound
Coming out without a choice

Drag my name through mud
Paint me all in red
I won't be comatose
Before you find me dead

I'm on my instinct now
Following the torch
I'm feeling inside out
Following the north

You're always out there on the side
Make another plan where you can hide

As you're learning
As you're learning to die

Oh the road again
Like an unmarked map
Set my sites ahead and I don't think I'm looking back

See where I can run
Till my feet have bled
Want to kill me now
You'll have to shoot me dead

I'm on my instinct now
Following the torch
I'm feeling inside out
Following the north

I was out there on the side
Made another plan where I could hide
So I'm learning
Yeah I'm learning
So I'm learning
So I'm learning to try

• Folk
• alt country
• indie
• indie rock
• lo-fi
• singer-songwriter
• Beaverton