Moving to the arctic circle,
Close enough to see the polar bears,
Digging down the sheets of snow,
And burying all the bad things that we know,
Brother I won't watch you go.

I'm changing colours going gray,
As I watch time spent under cross my face,
The writing doesn't look the same,
And I can't remember what it used to say,
Brother I won't watch you go.

We will build a sandstone house,
Just enough to fit the both of us,
What have we saved as we both lay and wait for our ghost to leave this cage,
Well I drop the suitcase chase after my train,
Brother I won't watch you go.

I'm coming too.

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