Appalaches - Groenland

Cracked open in halves

Two sides of a mountain

It’s too soon to laugh

It brings drought to the lowlands

I’ll be careful to ask

For what I’m ready to grasp

Rivers stay uncrossed

By the coming of dusk

The closer we get

The larger the surface

May you lose the trail

Gather up your belongings

If I try really hard, I’ll remember my age

My predictions have failed

I am ready to face my time

Do you feel the water rise

As the light goes to waste

It’s a lonely road to walk

To be the one to make your own luck

Both feet in the mud

I’ll wait for a signal

There’s a stream that recalls

All things are eternal

I don’t think this light has been identified

I see trees densify, will my fate come alive?

Do you feel the water rise

As the light goes to waste

It’s a lonely road to walk

To be the one to make your own luck

Do you feel the water rise

As the light goes to waste

It’s a lonely road to walk

To be the one to make your own luck

If we stay until we fall, we fall

There’s a chance that we run out of luck

I won’t ask for anything at all

Only that you keep your head above the water

If we stay until we fall, we fall

There’s a chance that we run out of luck

I won’t ask for anything at all

Only that you keep your head above the water

If we stay until we fall, we fall

There’s a chance that we run out of luck

I won’t ask for anything at all

Only that you keep your head above the water