The Tundra Blues (Boreas)

Boreas,
God, have mercy on my soul.
Boreas,
God, have mercy on my sould.
Take me from this tundra,
it’s turning my heart dark and cold.

Outside my door’s a blizzard,
inside my mind’s a storm.
Outside my door’s a blizzard,
inside my mind’s a storm.
Haven’t left the house for weeks,
can’t take this frozen life no more.

Winter days they turn to weeks,
then months, then steal the years.
Winter days they turn to weeks,
then months, then steal the years.
Hardly remember what my limbs feel like,
Boreas get me out of here.

Boreas,
God, have mercy on my soul.
Boreas,
God, have mercy on my sould.
Take me from this tundra,
it’s turning my heart dark and cold.

Fields are white and windswept,
crops and creatures blue and black.
Fields are white and windswept,
crops and creatures blue and black.
Grab your sled and shovel,
head south while you can.

Lightning sparks the sky,
snow thunder rumbles down.
Lightning sparks the sky,
snow thunder rumbles down.
Boreas, is that you?
Deliver me to somewhere warm.

Boreas,
God, have mercy on my soul.
Boreas,
God, have mercy on my sould.
Take me from this tundra,
it’s turning my heart dark and cold.

(3/1/2019: Colectivo Coffee, Madison, Wisconsin)

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