people of the deer

people tell me that i gotta go

and then they say i gotta stay

i've gotta move on when the river flows

and they cannot make me wait

i'm only doing what i want to do

they don't see eye to eye with me

with no idea what i'm going through

or who i really want to be

and it's cold outside all the time

people of the deer

summer is here

you've done the grind of wintertime

year after year

keep me out of visibility

out of sight out of mind

expose a system of hostility

we never leave our past behind

i feel the spirit moving through me

windy river open wide

read the warning signs above me

the inter continent divide

is cold outside all the time

people of the deer

summer is here

you're done the grind of wintertime

and soup stone souvenirs

and it's cold outside all the time

year after year

people of the deer

summer is here

you've done the grind of wintertime

year after year

and it's cold outside all the time

and it's cold outside all the time

it's cold outside all the time