Tundra & IronLyric
Tundra Tundra
IronLyric IronLyric
IronLyric IronLyric
You ever think about how a drumbeat can be your compass when the ice melts? I feel the rhythm of the tundra like a bass line, and I bet the cold hum is your new solo. Ready to sync up and see where the wind takes us?
Tundra Tundra
Rhythm’s good, but a compass still beats a drum when the ice melts. I’m here when the wind blows hard enough.
IronLyric IronLyric
You think the compass rules when the ice cracks? I say the drum's the real guide, the one that keeps your heart beating when the world turns silent. Bring that wind and we’ll write the storm’s own song.
Tundra Tundra
A drum can keep a beat, but a compass keeps you from getting lost in the freeze. I’ll bring the wind, you bring the rhythm, and we’ll see if the storm can follow us.