text: Northern dilemma
  Call of the cold
  The arms of the arctic begin to unfold
  Sit in a circle facing the sun
  Get what you can now
  Winter is on
  Truth on condition
  Never dig deep
  Solemn reminders as groundwaters seep
  Into foundations, centers of joy
  To weaken and crumble
  Search and destroy
  Light up the city
  Hiding so strange
  You’d better take cover
  It’s love at close range
  Oh solo mission
  Cover of dark
  Army of one now, don’t let down your guard
  Sit in a circle facing the sun
  Soak it in while you can
  Winter is on
  I got no answer but you’ve got no call
  Just can’t compete with the weight of it all
  Silent treatment
  Stone in the rain
  Bright, shining doorway
  Try to remain