Igloo Hearts
Robert Pollard
[Verse 1]
See one last house
Down the corner
It's antiquated
News slowly arrived of her
What is knuckled in the fickle trees
Be cautious of the priest
[Verse 2]
A new song will stand
Being accomplished
Remember discipline
And courage
Take me over, oh sleeping
And swallowed by atheists
The old field may matter
In disgust with ourselves
