The Greenland Problem
So you're Martel surveying the scene over frozen sea
You broke the sheets and turned them green
Stones that lift the trees
In major cracks that split the screens; even number theme

When the cat comes home with bad news
No cream, no shirt, no shoes
Roll it over so the freeze frame will decohere
Until the branch decays
When the rocks lay down the seascape
No land too big to break
We're screaming embers in a test tube
The proof the fire is in a filthy mood
When the crystals pinch the last fuse
No belt, no book, no bruise
It comes too late to test you
The proof the floods were due

So you're Martel surveying the scene;
Stones that never breathe
But this is still the North Sea
Still our skin will freeze