The Starlings: Music & Lyrics

I know it’d take my freedom away
If I go back down to that lower forty-eight
‘Cuz them ghosts up here they hold my feet to the fire
They pull those songs right out of me

If I ever go to Alaska, baby
Well, I don’t know
If I’ll ever come home
Mm-hmmm

My heart is hauling away
All the rocks that block its cave
Where the lightning can’t strike me from up above
Turn my hands into fire

(Refrain)

Freedom, let me go to sleep
Freedom don’t you dare ever let me go
Freedom, let me go to sleep
Freedom don’t you dare ever let me go

I sit ‘round my campfire at night
Stare through the flames that climb to the sky
Up to the darkness and the tiny little lights
Where all the holy ghosts are born

(Refrain)