"I have returned to the northern skies"

I have returned to the northern skies
Where the summer had not touched
The clouds that pass above
Oh, and I have returned to the somber grace
Of the days too early to come and too early to stay.

And I have left a million stars
And an ocean so lightly, so clearly blue
And I have left the warmth of the sun
And a million adventures not yet begun.

The great sense of passing through (3x)
Oh, for once there was beauty here for me
Under these white, northern skies.

I felt the green was blacker
And the blue was darker still.

My roots are lying deeper than I ever think they will again.

Heartache and poverty under these northern skies.

The great sense of passing through (3x)