In those days I still held to a certain belief in an Answer
Something I could hold onto as I made my way down the road
But beauty and bitterness, joy and desire proved distracting
And the Answer just stayed buried in the snow
Yeah, the Answer just stayed buried in the snow

So, I moved on and on till I found myself so far south that
I forgot that I ever had meant to go home
And I tried, but I couldn’t quite course-correct quickly enough
To avoid meeting some darkness in my soul
Yeah, the darkness I’d been happy to ignore

So, I showed my face to the sun every chance that I got
And all I’d heard, ever seen, ever said seemed a lifetime ago
And all too soon all I had known had been all but forgotten
What was left, it only left me wanting more
Yeah, the answers only left me wanting more

Till I realized all I had to show
For ten years or more
Was unbridled potential, a sense of impending disaster

And an Answer
In the snow

So, with nowhere else to go…
I called home
And said,
"I know what we’re here for.
Yeah, I know what we’re here for."
In this place we call home
I know what we’re here for
Yeah, I know what we’re here for

So, I walked for years just to whisper a message and offer
Some version of all I had learned on the way
But all I could deliver was something much cheaper and harsher
Than everything I knew but couldn’t say
Than the Answer that I couldn’t quite explain

And I still don’t know to this day
Exactly what changed
But everything all at once seemed somehow simply to say
There’s really little else except to stay
And to ask anew every day

And to call home