Lyrics:

The promise
The taste of your lips
The of hope
Can you hear it, sweet Selene?

Girls from the shore are singing
Can you hear them, sweet Selene?
Any cold wind wont slow us down
Were coming closer to the sound
Any cold wind wont slow us down


The promise
The taste of your lips
The of hope
Can you hear it, sweet Selene?

Your toes in the dirt
And the change in the air
The old stars are dimming
Can you hear it, sweet Selene?

Any cold wind wont slow us down
Were coming closer to the sound
Any cold wind wont slow us
Any cold wind wont slow us
Dont change the lies of the poets
Any cold wind wont slow us
Were coming closer to the sound


Cold wind blows in the dark
We dont mind, travelling far, sweet Selene
Cold wind blows in the dark
We dont mind, travelling far, sweet Selene