Has it been a while, three thousand miles And a ghost haunts the fabric of my flesh Works me like a file, and shapes me like a child 'Til I let go because there's nothing left You know me, I've always believed In some sacred dream, but now I see That I am weak, oh, and incomplete And all I need is a new beginning ♪ Something ain't right in Talkeetna tonight I'm afraid that the shadow that I cast Will load the dice and dim these northern lights Crack a pane on the window of my past And you know me, I've always believed In some sacred dream but now I see That I am weak, oh, and incomplete And all I need is a new beginning