Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire - Dear Old Greenland lyrics

On the way to Greenland I shall find All the disparate fragments of my mind I shall return a different man And darling do All that I can On the way to Greenland I shall find No mundane distractions of any kind If beneath the ice fields there's a room It's there I'll find my peace a lovely tomb Friends, Greenland is a place where souls go to dry out It is a vast and terrifying place of ice fields and tundra Bereft of fire and in the horror of its imposing irrelevance There is a peace The peace of pain The peace of nothing Well friends, I'm going there Fear is lying dying in the sands And it's breathing from the gills of my Greenland