Where the Rivers Run
(Claudia Scott/Rolf Scott)

The earth is crying in the birth of this land
Mountains come tumbling down like clashing giants
Snow and ice fight it out
Leave their prints in the sand

The sun shines down on his struggle of purpose
And tears flow down the frost-giants cheeks
Into rivers
That runs into the sea
Into rivers
That run into the sea

Scars reveal themselves as land appears
What has been a minute
Are thousands of years
The landscapes like a sculpture
Carved out with a knife
Soon be sown from seeds of life

In this mountainous country of snow and ice
Man is shaped with a soul he’s made wise
‘Cause this is where
The rivers run into the sea
This is where the rivers run into the sea

Scars reveal themselves as land appears
What has been a minute
Are thousands of years
The landscapes like a sculpture
Carved out with a knife
Soon be sown from seeds of life

In this mountainous country of snow and ice
Man is shaped with a soul he’s made wise
‘Cause this is where
The rivers run into the sea
This is where the rivers run into the sea

Erik Honoré: All rhythms, analogue synth-bass
Jørn Raknes: Electric guitar
Ingrid Shank : Cello
Claudia Scott: Vocal