The Expedition Begins

From the busy parks
To the icy tides
Some day we’ll decide
Where we want to live out our lives
For now we’re two sparks
Tumbling along
Keeping the heat on
Even though summer’s come and gone

I would sail across the east sea
Just to see you on the far side
Where the wind is cold and angry
There you’ll be to take me inside
We’ll find ways to fill the empty
Far from all the hysteria
I don’t care if we suddenly
Find ourselves in Siberia

– Lights, Siberia.