Don't you dare leave me where it's so cold
And the snow against the door
And the cattle with their asses to the wind
Boats frozen to the shore
I have to cup my fingers 'round a match
Tie a scarf around my face
And boil the last spud I dug up from the patch
Nothing goes to waste
Here's to the condensation beading on our drinks
And our feet upon the wall
Here's to the summers full of wasps and wailing kids
And seaside paddle ball
I walked for miles along the promenade
I loved my native land to dwell
Here comes the ice
That freezes hard without remorse
Like a vice on the promenade
The wind in full force
Past the lights of the harbor yards
So hear me out, kid, why did you stay at home
And now act all woebegone?
Yes, I lived a hundred thousand lives
And I wouldn't spare you one
Just one blast can chill you into misery
I left the house and asked the road which way
But here comes the ice
That freezes hard without remorse
Like a vice on the promenade
The wind in full force
Past the lights of the harbor yards
In the night, I took off down the ice
Over meadow moor and stripe
Like a fucking meteorite
Beneath the northern lights
The stars at various heights
Didn't need no-one's advice, but Jesus Christ
Saw unknown gods and rites
That page I didn't write
Laid out in black and white
No sooner meet than fight
Though the injury was slight
Here comes the ice
That freezes hard without remorse
Like a vice on the promenade
The wind in full force
Past the lights of the harbor yards
Here comes the ice
That freezes hard without remorse
Like a vice on the promenade
The wind in full force
Past the lights of the harbor yards
Here comes the ice
That freezes hard without remorse
Like a vice on the promenade
The wind in full force
Past the lights of the harbor yards
