Lyrics:

It'll be a long spring
Autumn morning won't bring
The cold that we all crave
That carried voices through the sting
I can hear the frogs sing
When snow it should be glistening
A frost-kill line never happened in my time
But I'm told that it's fine
I can hear the tide roar
A future's all I'm hoping for
The roots that I desire
Must run deeper than fire
You may never see the worst
But my soul dwells where floodwalls burst
This ain't about blame, it's about living in flames
But I hope that you live all the same
I just want to live