Greeting the shadow
Tolling through the fog
The high tide and harvest moon
Summon each other
With feet firmly beached
I could start to drain the sea
With this thimble cup
I could start to drain the sea
With this thimble cup
You go dancing down
Into that appalling deep
While I watch, frozen
Into that appalling deep
While I watch, frozen
Kvenvær village, Norway
Ancient fishing folk
Were dragged from their subsistence
Into this fake town
Were dragged from their subsistence
Into this fake town
Everybody here
Leans right into their madness
As into a storm
Leans right into their madness
As into a storm
The salmon barons
Splashing cash on everyone
Try to play it cool
Splashing cash on everyone
Try to play it cool
Someone found a cave
Full of fish bones and stories
Which no one can read
Full of fish bones and stories
Which no one can read
Per and Amy's Island, Norway
Thrust out from the shore
Amy wheels among seabirds
In her wooden nest
Amy wheels among seabirds
In her wooden nest
An ancient flounder
She dragged from its subsistence
Is minced for winter
She dragged from its subsistence
Is minced for winter
We watched an otter -
Not the one that brought you here -
Swim to your window
Not the one that brought you here -
Swim to your window
All of the timber
Per has milled to build this house
Has crossed this footbridge
Per has milled to build this house
Has crossed this footbridge
The sea froze last night
Sealing up the exit routes
From this bright snow globe
Sealing up the exit routes
From this bright snow globe
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