Pale Sun Rose - Matthew And The Atlas

North coast swells

I feel it when the cold comes in

Run red deer

They’ll need you when they hunt your skin

Evening came

To the corners of my mind again

Cold and clean

A ringing on an open plain

But it seems so long, my friend

My memory is all but gone

Back to my whispering mind

Pale sun rose

A shimmer on the dusty morn

Wheel will turn

Spinning and my past will burn

But it seems so long, my friend

My memory is all but gone

Back to my whispering mind

I wait with all threats

While the Earth, it slowly spins

I recall some other place, son

Of the time just for the moment

But it’s been this way for a thousand years

For the North

But I’m starting to forget

I’m starting to forget