Waiting for the sun To burn away the season Revealing the place we called home Built by our blood and our blood alone
We will find our summit again
This blood does not flow through her veins As she walks on floors by mother laid Sheltered by the roof my father built tall To shield us from all that may fall
We will find our summit again It will take more than the snow To bury all that you have known
Waiting for the sun to burn away the season Revealing our home Built by our blood and our blood alone Soon will come the winter's end We will find our summit again It will take more than the snow To bury all that you have known