Texty: Agnes Obel. Philharmonics. On Powdered Ground.

Go back and forward, but all is melting like the snow
Taking all from us, all we thought was left to know
On what we treasure falls a dusty snow
Taking us backwards but where we?ll never know

Don?t break your back on the track
Don?t break your back on the track

This strong old blizzard I will let it blow
to undiscovered places underneath the snow

Don?t break your back on the track
Don?t break your back on the track

(Merci a Emily pour cettes paroles)