Fifty Miles from the North Pole
Amanda Lehmann, John Hackett, Steve Hackett
Birds fly backwards beyond your dream
Waterfalls fly upwards, a land of extreme
Can't open my eyes, the wind has a bite
Amidst this landscape, volcanoes and ice
Fifty miles from the North Pole
It gets so cold it can freeze your soul
Cleft in the earth, nowhere to turn
Frost in the eyes, the ice that burns
Arctic fire, rippling sky
Shimmering in curtains of light
We are one with the light
At the edge of the sun
We dance under the frozen sun
We dance this land shimmering
Fifty miles from the North Pole
It gets so cold it can freeze your soul
We are one with the light
At the edge of the sun
We dance under the frozen sun