Lyrics
Fishing for a friend - can't remember when - it was dark, or the sun coming up
Far across the ocean alone while numb bears at home said I could never get there
Never get there
Breaking little twigs with my feet
And underneath is a road that's so steep
Far across the ocean alone while numb bears at home said I could never get there
But I'm already there
ARNAR ROSENKRANZ HILMARSSON, NANNA BRYNDIS HILMARSDOTTIR, RAGNAR THORHALLSSON
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