In The Ground - Midlake

So in the ground

In frozen wood

The father lies

And all the wrongs

He’d ever tried were put to rest

Bore but two sons to follow him

Both wrestled long, but younger wins

After long winter’s gone

Seems that all is well, all is well

And the rose wakens now

In the joyful air, in the sun

There among the ruined ones

Are those who’ve played

And those who’ve sun

While the end remains unseen

Let us play, let us sing

Bring the town

From all her cries

From her wounds

From her sighs

And she’ll try

Mending all she can