In the depths of the wake,
In the depths of the dark,
In the depths of the wake,
In the depths of our dreams,
When we come inside the eye of the storm,
As we sit by the fire and watch the embers burn,
Oh, can you feel the warmth inside our cave,
As we drink our wine and forget about our days.
Winter, I will say, snow again today,
So, that we can hide away.
I will say what a glorious day,
It's the silence inside that colors out the room.
As we sit by the fire and watch the embursts burn.
Oh, can you feel the peace inside our cave
As we drink our chamomile and reminisce about those days.
Winter, I will say, snow again today,
Winter, I will say, snow again today.
So that we can hibernate.