Intro
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And I don't mind
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That everything's a mess right now
A
I could care less
D
And ideally
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That a bit of harm never hurt
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Anyone
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I've plotted out a route to take us into a place kinda like
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Where we're now
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Except this time I think you're gonna need a pair of mittens for
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The frozen air
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I will gladly
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Navigate things
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You look out for sharp rocks
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But I do believe I've found that elusive Bering Strait
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And if you'd like to we could...


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D
So we'll sit there
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And stare into thin air

Light that match
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Now watch it flare
D
And kiss hello
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To a ground laid with snow

Where nothing's left
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But frozen air
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There won't be any green I fear on trees or even below
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Our frozen toes
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But the tundras match the clouds at night and on a clear day you can see
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Next Saturday
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Build our home
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Out of snow
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From the first glacier we find
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But I do believe I've fallen
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Into a nasty crevice
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Laced with ice so now what?