Face in the snow by opeth

No more wishes for the past

No lingering of sages and seers

Desperations and fevers last

The undertows are strong here...

And here I lie, another morning arise

Too far away from coming home

I see a face in the snow, inside my head a voice calls for me

I see your face in the snow

And outside the sun is too far away to feel

And here I lie, another morning arise

Too far away from coming home

And here I lie, another morning arise

Too far away from coming home

And could we live

Within the wake of hidden lies

When we're too far away.