For the Cold Country 作词 : May Kershaw 作曲 : Charlie Wayne/Georgia Ellery/Lewis Evans/Luke Mark/May Kershaw/Tyler Hyde Watch the kite, it soars, then falls Into the fight, the metal-clad knight, he roars then brawls Then crawls into a hole where he toiled and recoiled Over all that he had failed That accolade that he’d betrayed Now he decayed in the dark cave Oh, so afraid Where’s the brigade? Everything fades, what will remain? Oh Where's the way, where is the way? Hey? Anyonе there? I'll take off my armour If you promisе to stay Wipe your weeping eye Lanterns light the lie Of the life I’d thought I’d lived In the place I thought I’d been I defend and accuse but it's me that brings down The heavy hammer The gavel begins to behave on its own Then my arm turns to wood Roots wrap round my wrist Kite strings burn my palms I am proud to know you Can I make a cup of coffee? Can I sit down next to you? I might not speak for a while But just to be here with you Be with you I might not be the best rider or fighter But I think I'd like to be a little lighter I could try to throw off the iron helmet And indulge in memories Make cavalries rest their heads Make their beds out of the trees Up on the trees All that I lost is still with me With the moss we will become the beacon Which beckons me beyond the cave I caved out Take my shield and blade off of me Melt the silver down I'll make you a crown Then the wind stops, the clock ticks on My stiffened heart grows tighter I searched from the moon And down towards the fish And the tide and the moon Had their own alliance I stood with my ghost We tried to hold the kite My wooden hand, my wooden heart Now all the fights are fought and moments gone But still they must be here, they must But Are you there? Can you see me? Are you listening? Won't you stay now? The rain’s coming down The wind’s blowing high Thunder closer Lighting striking We hurtle through the sky Shredded kite in the trees The Sun’s gone home now But our hands reach, clammed together