All my memories of this world, are up here in the North Buried underground and barely the will to grow But since I was a girl, on a river caravel Me in my boat and no one else around But under storms, in the halls Where it's overgrown, they live And they live All my memories of the north, where there is no snow and ice Swells on Hudson Bay, only bones and bears are wide Oh my memories of this world, as far as the eye can see Messages in code, Aurora Borealis dream But under a sky, in the night When the flares arrive, we leave And under storms, in the halls Where it's overgrown, they live And they live And under storms, in the halls Where it's overgrown, we live And under a sky in the night When the flares arrive, we leave And under storms, in the halls Where it's overgrown, we live And they live And we live