Iceland Songtext
von Midwestern Dirt

In Iceland there′s a blood red river
And it makes the foreign body shiver
They're searching for the old flames
But no one here can remember their names

With curtains drawn and ash on the floor
A static hum barely beats anymore
Just bad luck and lullabies
They′re pouring out of both of the eyes


But deep down know that you are beaten
If the moon and the stars can be yours
You'll wind up asking what it was for

With curtains drawn and ash on the floor
A static hum barely beats anymore
Just bad luck and lullabies
They're pouring out of both of the eyes

So keep your dreams asleep
If you′re so keen to be down so deep...