I know a place where my mind's at ease Where the beast still roams Freezing cold, the man made of stone It's home, it's home Tried to run, but you won't leave my broken heart No other place could ever be home Twentyfour below twenty weeks in a row Nowhere to go, but plenty of snow Always gonna be twentyfourtwenty Gonna die twentyfourtwenty I was born where the cold wind blows And wolves howl in the Mystic woods, fear of the dark It's home, it's home Tried to run, but you won't leave my broken heart Home can never be replaced Twentyfour below twenty weeks in a row Nowhere to go, but plenty of snow Always gonna be twentyfourtwenty Gonna die twentyfourtwenty Land of the trees Home of the bear