In the spring we made a boat, Million stars up in the sky, Said goodbye to you my friend,
out of feathers, out of bones formed a tigers eye as the fire spread
We set fire to our homes, That looked down on my face, All that's left are your bones,
walking barefoot in the snow out of time and out of place that will soon sink like stones
So hold on.
Hold on to what we are.
Hold on to your heart.