Desalinate the barren sea
Like saw blades through the air
Coastal antarctic shelf
Of the purest pack ice and snow
And cut through everything
Oh, won't you fall on me?
Oh, Larsen B
Oh, fall on me
Oh I, I think it's over again
Your winter overture
Oh, Larsen B
And now it's all over
And cut through everything
My favorite foremost
Oh, fall on me
Oh, Larsen B
And now we're not so sure
Desalinate the barren sea
Like saw blades through the air
Oh, Larsen B
Oh, Larsen B
Oh, won't you fall on me?
You had twelve thousand years
Oh, Larsen B
Oh, I think it's the start of the end
Oh, Larsen B
Oh, you can fall on me
Oh, Larsen B
Oh, Larsen B
And now we're not so sure
Oh, won't you fall on me?
Your winter overture
Five hundred billion tonnes
