Winter Video (MV)

The roses have gone to sleep
And frost is the morning
And silence is all that speaks now
Oh I am sleeping
Oh where are you newborn soul
Where are you hiding
I haven't felt the sun break through
Oh I am waiting

Though I journey far
And though I gather wood
Though I fight and work for fire
I grow ever colder
Even though I labor
Even in my hunger
No one comes to help the harvest
And this weary soul grows slower

I've been asleep so long it's all I know
They say that what you reap is what you sow
It's almost like I was born and raised
Underneath this clay

See the rolling hills and streams
They're covered in austerity
Hear the hush of stillness in this
Darkly turned serenity

Oo, oo
Oo, oo

Come child I am old
Come relieve this cold
Springtime won't you lift your head
'Cause I am dying