In the Ground

So in the ground In frozen wood The father lies And all the wrongs He'd ever tried were put to rest Bore but two sons to follow him Both wrestled long, but younger wins After long winter's gone Seems that all is well, all is well And the rose wakens now In the joyful air, in the sun There among the ruined ones Are those who've played And those who've sung While the end remains unseen Let us play, let us sing Bring the town From all her cries From her wounds From her sighs And she'll try Mending all she can So in the ground In frozen wood The father lies And all the wrongs He'd ever tried were put to rest Bore but two sons to follow him Both wrestled long, but younger wins --- In The Ground - Midlake