Our land, our shore waits for something to believe in
White skies, white seas, bring us please something to believe in

Stirring below
Starting to grow
Is a world full of colours we can barely remember  (on the move again)
Stirring below
Pushing through snow
There is life, wild life coming back from December

Fogs lift, crowds yearn, our turn for something to believe in
Ice melts, streams flow, all creation knows something's on the move

Sweeping the land
Blanketing sin
There's a world full of colours we can barely remember (on the move again)
This is no thaw
This is morning to all
This is life, wild life coming back from December (on the move again)

Sweeping across the land
Bringing all the colours
Bringing back colour
Mourning to joy
Mourning to joy (on the move again)

Stirring below
Starting to grow
Is a world full of colours we can barely remember  (on the move again)
Stirring below
Pushing through snow
There is life, wild life coming back from December (on the move again)

Sweeping the land
Blanketing sin
There's a world full of colours we can barely remember (on the move again)
This is no thaw
This is morning to all
This is life, wild life coming back from December (on the move again)