Polar Bears

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