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lyrics

In the shadow of the mountain, there's a town
Where the people live their lives like it's no trouble at all

There's a trail between the trees, goes right down to the dock
And I wish that you would lead me there and leave me there to rot
There's a trail between the trees, goes right down to the dock
And I wish that you would lead me there and leave me there to rot

And man is just a scar upon the hillside, but we'll be gone the moment that you close your eyes
But the sting of the wind on your skin, and the salt in the air, they'll be there

There's a trail between the trees, goes right down to the dock
And I wish that you would lead me there and leave me there to rot
There's a trail between the trees, goes right down to the dock
And I wish that you would lead me there and leave me there to rot

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The mountain bears do sleep so deeply, nothing worth their wake
I envy them, my ribs a cage for sparrow's anxious ways
Dormant in the daylight, but fighters in the dark
My bird, my heart

I think back
How we'd stand, hand in hand, waiting for the insect's call
Spring has come, and she has come to save us all
With a glow through the trees, where their hearts and their wings beat
In the air, thick with heat

Now centuries have gone, and still I lie upon the seafloor
But fishermen have taken all the beasts, oh what a bore
I allow myself to wash upon the beach, with sunken ships
To find the owls and woods and wolves grow only now beneath my ribs

I recall
How we'd fight to survive, barely breathing under ice
The sun would struggle to the sky, against the smothering of night
Winter's daughter, through and through
My heart swelled with Northern pride

Now centuries have gone, and still I lie upon the seafloor
But fishermen have taken all the beasts, oh what a bore
I allow myself to wash upon the beach, with sunken ships
To find the owls and woods and wolves grow only now beneath my ribs

There's a trail between the trees, goes right down to the dock
And I wish that you would lead me there and leave me there to rot

There's a trail between the trees, goes right down to the dock
And I wish that you would lead me there and leave me there to rot

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from Ursus Arctos, released July 20, 2014

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