Roll me on your frozen fields. Break my bones to watch them heal. Drown me in your thirsty veins. Where I'll watch and I'll wait. And pray for the rain. Curl like smoke and breathe again. Down your throat inside your ribs. Through your spine in every nerve. Where I watch and I wait and yield to the hurt. And if you don't believe. The sun will rise. Stand alone and greet. The coming night. In the last remaining light. Seven moons and seven suns. Heaven waits for those who run. Down your winter and. Underneath your waves. Where you watch and you wait. And pray for the day. And if you don't believe. The sun will rise. Stand alone and greet. The coming night. In the last remaining light