Gregory Alan Isakov - This Empty Northern Hemisphere lyrics

Smoke it flies from whisky mouths
Vagabonds walk this suitcase town
Summer left us beckoning
The cottonwoods were all worn out

Night comes fixing on the day
And the universe reigned again
While the wheels roll
It all glows a flickering light

While you were sleeping I
Was turning the dials
And I walled up your kingdom with radio wires
And the bells of the choir
Came in low and rumbling
Oh, you should have heard them

Living here in this city on fire
Well I've been fine
Just dancing drunk above the street
Me the ghost of Caroline

And that was me, you know, calling up above
From the steeples in the church yard

Watch the wheels roll to
Find another place home

While you were sleeping, you bet that I might
Walk this empty northern hemisphere wide
And the kingdom it came
Well it all fell down it all fell to dust