[Lyric] The Breadmakers Daughter (Great Cold Emptiness)

[Verse 1]
A dark wind blows
A woman gathers her clothes before the coming storm
Her curtains dance

[Verse 2]
She shouts her husband's name
To a plaguelike sky
Thunder rolls on by

[Verse 3]
Her daughter rests by the shoreline
A sun waits behind an iron armada
His gentle kiss blows away from her

[Verse 4]
When she sleeps, her mother curses the northern winds
A pasture, a well and the first harvest of the year
To dream is to die alone
To stay is to die inside
[Verse 5]
She could almost touch the color of the wheat
Before it faded into the grey

[Verse 6]
A man of oak stood next to her
A hand on her shoulder, she was beckoned into the night

[Verse 7]
The lantern has almost run out of oil
And the snow keeps getting deeper
The bread is burning over the hearth
And the wind keeps on howling
The mother of a fatherless child cries herself to sleep
And the void keeps on growing