The Glacier

I'm heading southwest at the end of the land towards the sea
Been through the mountains, ‘cross the water
‘Cross the rocks, ‘cross the breeze

Walking through the crystal blue I see no one behind
This emptiness warms me up inside

Yet I feel cold
As that wind blows

Ain’t got no reason to make haste, my pace and time belong to me
For no one’s waiting for me, I carve my own destiny

See no end in sight, uncharted wilderness around
Nothing and nowhere to be bound

And I feel cold
As that wind blows