Ghost of the Dead North

[Интро]
The frost keeps names beneath its tongue
A northbound road, a winter-long

[Куплет 1]
You left your lantern by the mill
Where frozen reeds lean over black water
I found your map beneath the sill
One red mark past the border
The pines stood bent against the gale
Their branches combing through the snow
I heard your boots along the trail
Though no one walked there anymore

[Припев]
The ghost of the dead north calls
From the ridge where the old ice falls
You can bury the truth in the drifts
But it rises, it rises
The ghost of the dead north knows
Every debt that the cold wind owes
You can turn from the pale horizon
It follows, it follows

[Куплет 2]
You said the mine had closed for good
Still, smoke came thin from the mountain
The foreman’s watch was packed in wood
Its hands stopped short of the hour
I took the pass at break of day
With your last letter in my coat
Each mile erased the tracks away
Each breath came white around my throat

[Припев]
The ghost of the dead north calls
From the ridge where the old ice falls
You can bury the truth in the drifts
But it rises, it rises
The ghost of the dead north knows
Every debt that the cold wind owes
You can turn from the pale horizon
It follows, it follows

[Бридж]
You were there where the shaft went under
A shadow caught in the timber frame
I said your name; the whole hill thundered
Then the snow came down like a curtain

[Финальный припев]
The ghost of the dead north calls
From the ridge where the old ice falls
No grave can keep what the winter lifts
It rises, it rises
The ghost of the dead north knows
Every debt that the cold wind owes
I walk on beneath that horizon
It follows, it follows

[Аутро]
Your lantern waits beside the mill
The water holds its breath
The pines are standing still