Frozen - LooM

You act like the winter will never come, like you can survive

But this is an empty canvas and we should call in sick for a day

And pick up a paint brush, and pick up ambition

Because art is lost without ambition

Carried away in frozen visions

If you come to us like we know you

Then we’re all the same and empty too

We’ll find our own way out of here

And never look back with regret

With just ourselves to answer, there is no question

Carried away in frozen visions

We’ll find our own way out

We’ll find our own way out of here