Under a bed of ice
A quiet ocean is getting louder
This is our last journey above it
To see how it all starts to melt
The ocean speaks
And we understand what it means
So hard to believe
It's the end of an age
Are we asleep?
This winter won't last
We thought it would
This winter will end
It becomes untrue
This winter
The ocean speaks louder
The water rose
And made the waves grow tall
But we held on to winter's walls
This place stays our own