Old north wind
Why do you blow so cold?
You took me pure and pretty
My story's left untold

Grasses grow
'round names you'll know
You could meet them now
If you'd stop for a spell

Rows and rows
Rows and rows of sleeping souls
Are arranged here
Hold your own
It's too late to place the blame
'cause i sleep here
Just the same

Settle down and rest now
It's gonna be a while
Close my door against the wind
But still it whistles wild
If you're looking
You will see
They're pining for your company

And i wish that i could wrap myself
Around you in the ground
I wish that i could wrap myself
Around you in the ground

Rows and rows
Rows of sleeping souls
Are contained here
And you know
The most restless souls
Are the ones who were
Too young to go

And I wish that I could wrap myself
Around you in the ground
I wish that I could wrap myself
Around you in the ground