The ways of the world and the meaning of life
The order of things and the pot of gold at the end of the yellow brick
Road to the isles is a great carpet sale
The true nature of reality is drawing me
Where the sun may never shine forever northwards
I never thought to find myself travelling
In a land of frozen absences and lost chords
Into the eye of god and the great oblivion
The love of my life in sickness and health
My soulmate aboard we'll break through the icefield
Till death do us part the compass is spinning
We're out of control but strangely exhilarated
Where the sun may never shine forever northwards
Each year the silence grows deeper as we travel
To a land of frozen absences and lost chords
Into the eye of god and the great oblivion
