[Intro — keys jingling; immediate bass] Phone died. Sky didn’t. [Four-note motif] Still got directions. [Verse 1 — relaxed pocket] Dashboard says I’m going places. Tank says, “Let’s discuss the fee.” Everybody wants a driven man Till he asks them for the keys. Eighteen, left the coast behind me. Thirty-nine, I see the coast less now. Found a little peace out west— Still got east inside my vowels. Used to chase whoever shined. Thought the glare was proof of gold. Funny how the brightest room Can leave you standing in the cold. Now they say my stock is rising. Want a share before the climb. You weren’t checking on my balance When I barely had a dime. Got a circle full of angles. Everybody makes a point. Some will help you find your feet. Some just came to watch your joints. Read the room, then read the exits. Both can tell you where you stand. I can give somebody space Without surrendering my land. [Pre-Hook — lift] Whole sky spinning. One light stays. I don’t need another spotlight Just to find my way. [Hook — melodic chant] North, north— I know where I stand. Lost my signal, Never lost my plan. They can move the goalposts. I can move my feet. Whole world spinning— That light don’t leave. [Post-Hook — bass answers] Still here. Still clear. Can’t buy north With a chandelier. Still here. Still me. No bars on the phone— Still free. [Instrumental — 8 bars] [Plucked motif; drums change texture] [Verse 2 — nimble, witty] Funny how they call it influence. Sounds a little like the flu. Whole room caught the same opinion. Nobody knows who sneezed the truth. Feed keeps saying, “Find your purpose.” Right between two ads for shoes. If the answer’s in my pocket, Why’s it charging me to choose? They want stars inside their ceiling. I want air above my head. You can own the whole horizon In a picture by your bed. Got a blue check on a statement. Doesn’t mean the payment cleared. Some are verified for talking. Who was actually ever there? I got people off the grid Who could tell you where I’m at. Never needed live location Just to know they had my back. Dad gave me a steady hand. Mom keeps fighting for tomorrow. I can love her where she stands Without pretending there’s no sorrow. That’s a different kind of shining. Doesn’t ask you for applause. Sometimes getting through till morning Is enough to call you stars. [Pre-Hook — stripped] Whole sky spinning. One light stays. I don’t need another spotlight Just to find my way. [Hook] North, north— I know where I stand. Lost my signal, Never lost my plan. They can move the goalposts. I can move my feet. Whole world spinning— That light don’t leave. [Post-Hook] Still here. Still clear. Can’t buy north With a chandelier. Still here. Still me. No bars on the phone— Still free. [Beat Switch — 8 bars] [Bass alone; syncopated drums enter] [Verse 3 — clipped phrases into rapid burst] Made a name. Kept my word. Different things. Both get heard. One can fit across a flyer. One has got to fit your life. Watch who offers you a platform Then puts wheels beneath your side. Everybody says, “Stay grounded.” Then gets mad you won’t take flight. Maybe roots and wings agree When you remember where to land at night. I’ve been wrong in full conviction. Had to let the mirror speak. If your compass can’t be questioned, You might follow it to sea. [Rapid burst] Less prediction, more revision, Check the distance, check the mission. Wrong turn isn’t my religion— I can change without permission. [Beat cuts] Being fixed on getting better Doesn’t mean I’m fixed in place. [Bridge — exposed piano] When my little one asks questions, I can’t point up at my streams. Need to show what stayed beside me When the numbers quit on me. Hope they say I made some room. Hope they know I made mistakes. Hope the light I leave behind Helps them find their own way. [Build — motif widens] Not every cloud’s a warning. Some just need to pass. I can wait a little longer. I’m not going back. [Final Hook — full release] North, north— I know where I stand. Lost my signal, Never lost my plan. They can move the goalposts. I can move my feet. Whole world spinning— That light don’t leave. [Final Post-Hook — call and response] Still here. Still clear. Can’t buy north With a chandelier. Still here. Still me. No bars on the phone— Still free. [Outro — drums thin] Phone’s back on. Road’s still there. Same soul. Different frequency. [Instrumental Outro — 16 bars] [Plucked hook passes to piano] [Bass resolves; last snare echoes] [Natural decay] [End]
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