A SECOND VERSE FOR I’M GONNA WALK TO NEWFOUNDLAND
Well I made my trek from April to October
Got turned round wound up in Manitoba
Tried to go back home but couldn’t cross the border
So I guess I’ll stay until I’m frozen over
I’ll lament the life the alcohol’s been stealing
Till the frost bite burns are the only warmth I’m feeling
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Very visceral. I love how weighty everything you put on the page feels.