North Star

all the tourists say, “lake michigan is wide as the ocean”  

i know this, but i can’t help it  

the thought still escapes my lips 

you tell me we could sail all the way home from here but in a way,  i already did  

and i didn’t need a ship  

 

i’ve been traveling for months 

i'm trying to change my address  

trying to make the valley proud  

trying to miss our childhood less  

 

on the best days of my life  

i would always twist the knife  

i could see the end was coming  

we’re always running out of time  

 

but i’ve found as my north stars drift further away  

home becomes a feeling not a place  

you took me home today