No mundane distractions

Location: Sperrin Mountains, Co.Londonderry, Northern Ireland
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Dear Old Greenland - AndrewBird
On the way to Greenland I shall find
All the disparate fragments of my mind
And I, I shall return a different man
And darling do, and darling do
All that I can

On the way to Greenland I shall find
No mundane distractions of any kind
And if, if beneath the ice fields there's a room
You know it's there I'll find my peace a lovely tomb

Friends, Greenland is a place where souls go to dry out
It is a vast and terrifying place of ice fields and tundra
Bereft of fire and in the horror of its imposing irrelevance
There's a sort of peace
The peace of pain
The peace of nothing
Well friends I'll tell you what; I'm going there

Fear is lying dying in the sands
Yes and it's breathing from the gills of my Greenland!