don't look now, i'm being followed. act normal

is this the edge of the world?

we chased the horizon down 'til it hung beneath our feet

now i'm drifting blind

all i know is we can't move closer

and i've never seen the lights of the north

the constellations are so unfamiliar

we followed far

as far as this machinery takes us

to some imaginary place where the compass shifts

and our lips drift to our cheeks

is this the edge of the world?

all i know is we can't move closer

and i've never seen the lights of the north

the constellations are so unfamiliar

searching for some apparent place

where floated needles decide the way

i'd dig in my heels but i might crack the ice

give me some solid ground

the frost is sinking in

in my cheeks

in my chest

in my fingertips

desperation

we name every cape beyond the last

frozen senseless

every day is a winter solstice

the view's a wonder

but i can't take it in

and i've never seen the lights of the north

the constellations are so unfamiliar

sun

make canvas of coastlines

so i know where i stand

make canvas of coastlines

so i know where i stand

sun

make canvas of coastlines

so i know where i stand

make canvas of coastlines

i've never seen the lights of the north

the constellations are so unfamiliar

so unfamiliar

so unfamiliar

so unfamiliar

so unfamiliar