Scandinavian Stare
Marty Willson-Piper
Hide you, lock you
Away for life
I can't claim you from here, I've tried
Up in the trees
Where leaves balance snow
Wet in the dark
All the stars want to glow
Still, your Scandanavian stare
Still, your Scandanavian stare
Winter, her puzzling wind, black ice
Summer, frightening him, to die
Felt kind of numb
Heard the sun shed some light
Spills on the stones
For the thief and her delight
Still, your Scandanavian stare.