The Cold and the Hope Lyrics

Wistful thoughts and dark memories
As I recall the dead of winter
Fleeing warmth and a most bitter cold
My mind is far from here and now
O, let me be! In this hinterland of snow
To overcome my sorrow with these black birds of woe
On my honor I shall not tarry
But must confront the ghosts which haunt me
Lest they wrench my very soul
They're words left deep furrows
In my mind, heart, soul
I will cultivate them for my spirit's growth
"I am the way, the truth, and the life"
Fading into eternity, truth hard as stone
Like a December's snow, my elders are falling
Yet have never stood so strong
A celebration for the ages, a rebirth unto dust
They will always be with me
Until I am with them