Whoa (Thirteen and Sledding with Kerry in Northern New Hampshire)

The shiver’s going straight down to my bones
The shakes are stretching all the way to my soul

[Chorus]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Through the layers, hear your heartbeat
Sprawled out in the cold
Ever soaring, rolling hills
At the end of Rope Ferry Road

Open howling, present curses[?]
Crystals on your coat
Earth[?] cuts through [?]
Were we ever in control?

The silver wind you breathe
Devastation when you show yourself to sleep
Nothing left but trails of gravity
Now there’s nothing but this length of frosted string

[Chorus]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

On this gray ridge carved by glaciers
From into the void
Frozen moment lasts forever
We’re searching sweetly destroyed

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

The shiver’s going straight down to my bones
The shakes are stretching all the way to my soul
The shiver’s going straight down to my bones
The shakes are stretching all the way to my soul

(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
The silver wind you breathe
(Whoa, whoa, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Devastation when you sing yourself to sleep
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Nothing left but trails of gravity
(Whoa, whoa, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Now there’s nothing but this length of frosted string