Paroles de It Covers The Hillsides

It covers the roadways It covers the hillsides It covers the houses It covers the frozen pines We had the snowfall To run all the rations dry When we got hungry We'd taken what wasn't ours Now we will set out The seats are cold on this boat As we head towards the ocean, towards the ocean Making our way out Trying to survive As we head our towards the ocean I'm not sure where this river goes But we have no choice but to follow There is smoke in the sky over those trees Let us hope they are kind to you and me Let us hope, let us hope they have enough Winter comes it sure is rough Maybe they'll welcome us We won't ask much But their rations were low And they couldn't help us So off we go It covers the roadways It covers the hillsides It covers the houses It covers the frozen pines Now we will set out The seats are cold on this boat As we head towards the ocean Making our way out Trying to survive As we head our towards the ocean Towards the ocean, towards the ocean Towards the ocean, towards the ocean