For the Cold Country Letra - Black Country, New Road ft. New Road

Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah, ah, ah

Watch the kite, it soars, then falls

Into the fight, the metal-clad knight

He roars then brawls

Then crawls into a hole where he toiled and recoiled

Over all that he had failed

That accolade that he'd betrayed

Now he decayed in the dark cave

Oh, so afraid

Where's the brigade?

Everything fades, what will remain, oh

Where's the way? Where is the way?

Hey, anyone there?

I'll take off my armour

If you promise to stay

Wipe your weeping eye

Lanterns light the lie

Of the life I'd thought I'd lived

In the place I thought I'd been

I defend and accuse

And it's me that brings down

The heavy hammer

The gavel begins to behave on its own

Then my arm turns to wood

Roots wrap round my wrist

Kite strings burn my palms

I am proud to know you

Can I make a cup of coffee?

Can I sit down next to you?

I might not speak for a while

But, just to be here with you, be with you

I might not be the best rider or fighter

But I think I'd like to be a little lighter

I could try to throw off the iron helmet

And indulge in memories

Make cavalries rest their heads

Make their beds out of the trees

Up on the trees

All that I lost is still with me

With the moss we will become the beacon

Which beckons me beyond the cave

I caved out

Take my shield

And blade off of me

Melt the silver down

I'll make you a crown

Then the wind stops, the clock ticks on

My stiffened heart grows tighter

I searched from the moon

And down towards the fish

And the tide and the moon

Had their own alliance

I stood with my ghost

We tried to hold the kite

My wooden hand, my wooden heart

Now all the fights are fought and moments gone

But still, they must be here, they must, but

Are you there?

Can you see me?

Are you listening?

Won't you stay now?

The rain's coming down

The wind's blowing high

Thunder closer

Lightning striking

We hurtle through the sky

Shredded kite in the trees

The sun's gone home now

But our hands reach

Clammed together

Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah, ah, ah