siberia
Ionnalee
Breaking ice from a century or so
Imagination blighted by frost
Some Siberia where nothing could grow
Still we keep our fingers crossed
What a drought
Heart of ice
Can't breathe out
From your vice
You ask how yes we make up as we go
I am the desert and your mouth drops
The brightest diamond and a desire to know
We keep on walking cause we can't stop
What a drought
Fort of ice
Can't wait out
As you battle time
What a drought
Heart of ice
Can't breathe out
From your vice
Keep our fingers crossed
We keep on walking cause we can't stop
Keep our fingers crossed
We keep on walking cause we can't stop
What a drought
We keep our fingers crossed
We keep on walking cause we can't stop
We keep our fingers crossed
What a drought
Heart of ice
Can't breathe out
From your vice