| We put all our hope in northern stars
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| I hope the end of the winter isn’t too far
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| It’s this chemistry that’s forever pulling me
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| The feeling of wanting more than misery
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| Our hope is in each other
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| We must not stray from the path first chosen
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| As the light draws dim and the frost draws near
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| We must not fear
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| For it will clear
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| This is the path I’ve created
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| Hoping for the answers
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| Hoping that it’s not been in vain
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| Finding a way through the winter
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| Waiting for the harvest
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| Waiting to be rid of the cold
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| Move child
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| Now is the time
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| We’ve waited for these roots grow
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| And waited for the sun to shine
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| Leave now
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| Gather all you can
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| All our life’s work in one moment
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| Now stick to the plan
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| Stick to the plan
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| Year of the harvest
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| Hope of the lost
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| Year of the harvest
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| Hope of the lost
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| This is the path I’ve created
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| Hoping for the answers
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| Hoping that it’s not been in vain
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| Finding a way through the winter
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| Waiting for the harvest
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| Waiting to be rid of the cold
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| Rid of the cold
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| It’s starting over and I cannot bear to consume
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| Trying to figure a way to get through
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| This is the path I’ve created
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| Hoping for the answers
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| Hoping that it’s not been in vain
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| Finding a way through the winter
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| Waiting for the harvest
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| Waiting to be rid of the cold
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| Rid of the cold |