[verse 1]

My boots

Never been so dirty before

I take leaves

To clean them for

[Chorus]

This trip of lifetime

This ghosts and hillside

Dreams of small flies

Breath of thin ice

You're so beautiful

In this picture of

Mountain landscape

We will be late home

[verse 2]

These leaves are from

A color of you hair

I sent a message

To wyverns

To come in here

[Chorus]

This trip of lifetime

This ghosts and hillside

Dreams of small flies

Breath of thin ice

You're so beautiful

In this picture of

Mountain landscape

We will be late home