New Siberia

I was planted in a flower bed of sorrows
 Where raven's laughter blew up from the west
 Carried whispers of a dream about tomorrow
 And my heart it just beat borrowed in my chest
 So i rode my one-eyed mare across the tundra
 As soon as i was old enough to go
 There were dangers that befell the ones who wandered
 But the fern moss just looked pretty in the snow
 And i watched my breath crystalize
 Against a lawless sky and i was looking for
 New
 I was looking for new
 Loooking for new siberia
 So i followed my small destiny with valor
 Knowing i'd be better off alone
 Than to sit upon a shore with dry-land-sailors
 For the quest slept in the marrow of their bones
 And their hearts were dull
 To the aurora and the heron's call
 I was looking for new
 I was looking for new
 Loooking for new siberia
 So i grabbed my army knife and scratched the surface
 Of battlegrounds where dragon teeth lay sown
 Half a picture of my lover in my pocket
 And the other half still hitherto unknown
 And at night i slept
 Dreaming of new siberia
 Looking for new
 I was looking for new
 Loooking for new siberia