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The day's sky cracked in halfWe didn't flinch, we knew it was comingThe old man with the big brown dogYou said (unintelligible), he'd heard the warningToast to the newly wed petrified brideWhite knuckled grip, toes keep tappingSilently praying for a change in the tideDry this place up and keep her from drowningStay up all night in ice hotelsFrostbite grip leaves a story to tellLove got lost in that ice hotelUnder bear skin rugsThe end is all with which we can dependTwisted stomachs over things we don't care forIt still burns to know that they're goneThe hot blooded nights you know you still pine forStay up all night in ice hotelsFrostbite grip leaves a story to tellLove got lost in that ice hotelUnder bear skin rugs(repeat) From Letras Mania