[Verse 1]
As the icy breeze is shattered
By speaking to us warmly
To the nation of duress
And God, yes, it's a mess

[Chorus]
We know this and that, the romantic soul for us
In the lost hierarchy of land and landowners
And down will go back up forevermore
I must try to believe this

[Verse 2]
And if I may consider
To look out from an opening
Of freshly painted lines
And letter perfect designs

[Chorus]
For we know this and that, the romantic soul for us
In the lost hierarchy of land and landowners
And down will go back up forevermore
I must try to believe this