Lyrics

We are enfolding our white fur in snow blankets
Warming each other with white wings and stretched out breath

Sucking in the air you breathe through my clenched teeth, my waking dream
this all too wonderful for me to take

This is the summer falling around my head
This is the sound I think I'll hear when I'm dead

Sucking into frozen lungs, I feel my muscles tightening up
this is just too much for me to take, I'm gone

All of us little lambs, we chew off our little hands
Al of us little lambs, we're lost in the chosen land

Snow is descending on my form of emptiness
Gone to a place where my thoughts live and bodies rest

All of us little lambs, we chew off our little hands
Al of us little lambs, we're lost in the chosen land

You are the harbor, the ocean, and all I see
A ghost light to calm me and pull me in from sea
All is as it is and all will continue on
These are some thoughts that I have now my bodies gone

All of us little lambs, we chew off our little hands
Al of us little lambs, we're lost in the chosen land
We must find our homes, a place we can call our own
We must find our homes and live in the sacred tone