The White Birch - Winter Bride lyrics

Oh, my winter bride I will freeze my tides Upon your chest To suit you best Oh, but damn the sun And every season gone And their prophecies Of the waiting sea Oh, my winter bride How could we ever hide Our daughters and sons From such seasoned guns? Oh, but damn the sun And every season gone And their prophecies Of the waiting sea Oh, to wear the light Through endless nights Or beat the bones Soon trapped in stone Oh, but damn the sun And every season gone And the prophecies Of the waiting sea Oh, but damn the sun And seasons gone With their prophecies Of the endless sea