No Shuffle

There is no shuffle

There is no shuffle here

Here on the North Pole

On this quiet dome

Sunshine on crystal

And milky walls of ice

All seem so fragile

Under the polar skies

Cold in the head

But warm in the heart

You could find pleasure

You could find displeasure

There is no sound here

But the rumbling waves

Of the polar sea

I know this anger burning inside of you

And I'm afraid I can feel it too

I know this anger burning inside of you

There is an ice-floe between you and me

This is the place

This is the only place

Cold in the head

Warm in the heart

Cold in the head

Warm in the heart

There is no shuffle

There is no shuffle here

Here on the North Pole

On this quiet dome

Remember what they said

You've got to go ahead

Always ahead...