Ice Hotels

The day the sky cracked in half
We didn’t flinch, we knew it was coming
The old man with the big brown dog
He says sorry he’d heard the warning
Toast to the newly wed petrified bride
White knuckled grip, toes keep tapping
Silently praying for a change in the tide
To dry this place up and keep her from drowning
Staying up all night in ice hotels
Frostbite grip leaved a story to tell
Love got lost in that ice hotel under bear skin rugs
The end is all on which we can depend
Twisted stomach over things we don’t care for
It still burns to know that they’re gone
The hot-blooded nights, you know you’ll still pine for
Staying up all night in ice hotels
Frostbite grip leaves a story to tell
Love got lost in that ice hotel under bear skin rugs
Staying up all night in ice hotels
Frostbite grip leaves a story to tell
Love got lost in that ice hotel under bear skin rugs
Under bear skin rugs