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This song was inspired by the Danish TV series Ørnen: En krimi-odyssé. There is a scene where the main character is fighting for his life in hospital and there is a dream sequence in which he visits his dead mother in a cold, strange blue and white land. He wants to stay, but she tells him to leave, saying "someone's waiting for you in Iceland".
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Lyrics
Underneath my feet
The cracking ice
Sings a frozen song
Of blue and white
I can't feel my fingers
And I can't tell
Is this my blue heaven
Or my white hell
CHORUS:
You do not belong here
This is not your home
Someone's waiting for you in Iceland
It's time for you to go
This is the space between
The day and night
Eternal dawn
Forever twilight
This is not your time
It can't be you
Please keep moving
Pass on through
CHORUS
Did you come for answers?
Did you come to die?
Do you seek forgiveness?
Well so do I
I'm sorry baby
It seems I lied
You were always loved
When you were mine
CHORUS
It's time for you to go
It's time for you to go
The cracking ice
Sings a frozen song
Of blue and white
I can't feel my fingers
And I can't tell
Is this my blue heaven
Or my white hell
CHORUS:
You do not belong here
This is not your home
Someone's waiting for you in Iceland
It's time for you to go
This is the space between
The day and night
Eternal dawn
Forever twilight
This is not your time
It can't be you
Please keep moving
Pass on through
CHORUS
Did you come for answers?
Did you come to die?
Do you seek forgiveness?
Well so do I
I'm sorry baby
It seems I lied
You were always loved
When you were mine
CHORUS
It's time for you to go
It's time for you to go
TobinMueller
Its always wonderful when you can take something and make it into metaphor so successfully. You have transformed Iceland into something with double and triple meanings. A yearning, perhaps a false hope that has become an icy mirror of your own disappointments, a catalyst for change, a vast open space for your spirit to roam, an uncertain oasis of thought and freedom. Excellent production.