(intro)
Oh, January
ah-ha
Oh, January
oh-ha
(Verse 1) The sun’s a ghost behind the frozen line At the edge of the map where the stars all align We fade into shadows in parkas and wool January is silver, with a heavy, cold pull The snow-crunch is rhythmic under heavy-set boots In a world painted black, where the silence takes root.
(...)
Oh, January
ah-ha
Oh, January
oh-ha
(Verse 2) Inside the house, the frost blooms on glass A high price for peace as the long hours pass We turn up the volume when the storm starts to howl People up here need a beat with a soul A bass that vibrates through timber and bone Or a lonesome fiddle, standing alone.
(Chorus) Oh, January – the first of the twelve In a frozen cathedral where the shadows all dwell Between northern lights and the hearth’s dying glow Waiting for the light that the heavens will show The first of the twelve, so silent and vast At the top of the world where the winter is cast.
(Bridge) We want the songs that can weather the gale Nothing too light and nothing too frail Give us melancholy, honest and raw A song for the "blue hour" until the first thaw ... waiting for the sun to break the law.
- waiting for the sun to break the law.
- waiting for the sun to break the law.
(Verse 3) Soon the mountain peaks catch a burning pink flame A whisper from the south, calling our name But for now, we remain in the deep, quiet blue In the year’s first month, with a world to renew Dancing in the dark to an internal beat January is bitter, but January is sweet.
(Chorus) Oh, January – the first of the twelve In a frozen cathedral where the shadows all dwell Between northern lights and the hearth’s dying glow Waiting for the light that the heavens will show The first of the twelve, so silent and vast At the top of the world where the winter is cast.
(outro}
Oh, January aaaah
Oh, January
– the first of the twelve
Oh, January
- We're waiting for the light
Oh, January
