Buried In Ice

Had a dream I was buried in ice
Doesn't that sound nice
Professors brought me back in time
I was wondering if you'd still be mine

But the passing of days, have passed you away
Where you will forever stay

Professor, what kind of miracle is this?
You should be careful just what you wish
For it comes at such a price
To be buried in ice

I was walking the streets alone
In a city of metal and snow
Up came a song from the radio towers
Wee small hours

And then came an army of clarinets
And the terrible hiss of cassettes

Professor, what kind of miracle is this?
You should be careful just what you wish
For it comes at such a price
To be buried in ice

Now the dream it does come and go
Why, nobody knows
And all these doctors, they don't suffice
I'm always buried in ice
I'm always buried in ice



Credits
Writer(s): Josh Rawson, Ian Felice, James Felice, Gregory Farley, Simone Felice
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