Summit

Waiting for the sun

To burn away the season

Revealing the place we called home

Built by our blood and our blood alone

We will find our summit again

This blood does not flow through her veins

As she walks on floors by mother laid

Sheltered by the roof my father built tall

To shield us from all that may fall

We will find our summit again

It will take more than the snow

To bury all that you have known

Waiting for the sun to burn away the season

Revealing the place we called home

Built by our blood and our blood alone

Soon will come the winter's end

We will find our summit again

It will take more than the snow

To bury all that you have known