From the recording Along the Moraine © 2021

Old man winter's self-censure as he struggles against the call of love's delights.

Lyrics

King of Winter - Erik Haakenstad

You give me the color of your first spring blooming
And you give me the summer ripened fields where where we played
And you give me your heavy autumn harvest fruits
But I freeze it all because I am the King of Winter

You show me the awkward newborn World walking
You show me the fight to tame the inner storm of fire
You show me the calm and comfort of the battle won
But I freeze it all because I am the King of Winter

For I am lord of all that’s cold
Turn what I touch to ice
I cover the world in silent snow
And chase the sun with storms of white

You bring me the light of smiling laughter
You bring me all the pleasure of your warm embrace
You bring me the steady strength of your still clear eyes
But I freeze it all because I am the King of Winter

For I’d hold you in my iron grip
And crown you as my queen
But deep within the frozen core
Does hope for thaw remain?

For I would give you a tree for each bloom I shattered
And I’d give you a season for each moment laid to waste
And I’d give you a child for the night of love I stole
But please just turn and go
‘cause I am still the King of Winter

If in the end ice recedes
I hope you’ll see at last
That this thing I give to you
Is the part of me that is the best

Lyrics Erik Haakenstad © 2021