Marty Willson - Scandinavian Stare

Hide you, lock you
Away for life
I can't claim you from here, I've tried
Up in the trees
Where leaves balance snow
Wet in the dark
All the stars want to glow

Still, your Scandanavian stare
Still, your Scandanavian stare

Winter, her puzzling wind, black ice
Summer, frightening him, to die
Felt kind of numb
Heard the sun shed some light
Spills on the stones
For the thief and her delight