Northern Soul

<br>When they come on television<br>To tell about their loss<br>And the camera finds them beaten up by grief<br>Do you wonder that they get up every morning<br>And sometimes don`t believe?<br><br>When you see their eyes reminded<br>Of another day not shared<br>With a child who never turned to say goodbye<br>Are you comforted by somebody you love<br>Or do you keep it down inside<br><br>Can you feel?, Can you<br><br>From every breaking dawn<br>Through to midnights ghostly toll<br>I thank him for the life<br>In your northern soul<br>Every time you cry<br>And sulk back to the fold<br>Through your misty eyes<br>I see your northern soul<br><br>When it`s down to just page seven<br>Even on a slow-news day<br>Do you pause before you turn over the page?<br>And although there is no photograph<br><br>No tears on television<br>Do you find yourself reminded of their eyes?<br>Can you feel?<br>Can you?<br><br>At every roadside shrine<br>Where faded flowers console<br>I shudder for the life<br>Inside your northern soul<br><br>Every night you sleep<br>I`ll lie down on your pillow<br>And I feel each steady breath<br>From your northern soul<br><br>When every light`s gone out<br>And my body`s tired and old<br>You`ll keep my spirit young<br>With your northern soul<br><br>God every way it breaks<br>I`m bound to make it so<br>To turn all fear to love<br>With your northern soul