Song | Antarctica |
Artist | Hands Like Houses |
Album | Ground Dweller |
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[00:14.79] | Father, we fled your house of grey. |
[00:20.11] | We ran from home to seek a place where our bodies would never grow. |
[00:26.00] | Dreamer, child, be cautious of this world. |
[00:31.21] | She has an appetite for boys and girls and she’s hungry for your soul. |
[00:38.60] | |
[00:41.07] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[00:46.43] | Keep your feet on the ground kid, only birds were meant to fly. |
[00:51.39] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[00:57.09] | Keep your head from the clouds kid, keep your wings, |
[01:00.08] | Always keep them by your side. |
[01:03.88] | |
[01:04.50] | Remember before you fly you’ll fall, before you walk you’ll crawl. |
[01:09.66] | Before you fly you’ll fall, before you walk you’ll crawl. |
[01:17.66] | You’ve no need to stitch your shadow to your heels. |
[01:22.55] | No, not this time. |
[01:32.95] | Son you’ll walk with no whisper, no sound. |
[01:38.12] | Only the feet of the heavy hearted are held to the ground. |
[01:43.75] | You’ve no need to draw the curtains son, throw them wide. |
[01:49.10] | Cross the borders between the never and the night. |
[01:54.71] | Find the twinkle in your smile, chase it on ‘til morning, |
[02:01.04] | Past the second star to the right. |
[02:05.69] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[02:11.20] | Keep your feet on the ground kid, only birds were meant to fly. |
[02:16.46] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[02:22.13] | Keep your head from the clouds kid, keep your wings, |
[02:25.38] | Always keep them by your side. |
[02:33.14] | We’ll be the smoke curling on the still. |
[02:38.38] | The airship captains; we wait for sun to brush the hills. |
[02:43.55] | |
[02:47.08] | Son, I share your windward dreams, |
[02:49.91] | To soar from this little town of shacked up windows and swinging doors. |
[02:57.65] | The rafters creak and the floorboards groan |
[03:00.02] | While the shadows dance to the tapping of my toes. |
[03:03.11] | |
[03:06.04] | There’s nothing left for us but altitude. |
[03:08.63] | We’ll be the kings of the air. |
[03:11.56] | There’s nothing left for us but altitude. |
[03:19.76] | We’ll be the kings of the air. |
[03:30.03] | Stolen, by the wind that turns the leaves to razors. |
[03:33.80] | Holding just a string, our twine and our paper lost to the breeze. |
[03:41.89] | Stolen, by the wind that turns the leaves to razors. |
[03:44.95] | Holding just a string, our twine and our paper lost to the breeze. |
[00:14.79] | Father, we fled your house of grey. |
[00:20.11] | We ran from home to seek a place where our bodies would never grow. |
[00:26.00] | Dreamer, child, be cautious of this world. |
[00:31.21] | She has an appetite for boys and girls and she' s hungry for your soul. |
[00:38.60] | |
[00:41.07] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[00:46.43] | Keep your feet on the ground kid, only birds were meant to fly. |
[00:51.39] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[00:57.09] | Keep your head from the clouds kid, keep your wings, |
[01:00.08] | Always keep them by your side. |
[01:03.88] | |
[01:04.50] | Remember before you fly you' ll fall, before you walk you' ll crawl. |
[01:09.66] | Before you fly you' ll fall, before you walk you' ll crawl. |
[01:17.66] | You' ve no need to stitch your shadow to your heels. |
[01:22.55] | No, not this time. |
[01:32.95] | Son you' ll walk with no whisper, no sound. |
[01:38.12] | Only the feet of the heavy hearted are held to the ground. |
[01:43.75] | You' ve no need to draw the curtains son, throw them wide. |
[01:49.10] | Cross the borders between the never and the night. |
[01:54.71] | Find the twinkle in your smile, chase it on ' til morning, |
[02:01.04] | Past the second star to the right. |
[02:05.69] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[02:11.20] | Keep your feet on the ground kid, only birds were meant to fly. |
[02:16.46] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[02:22.13] | Keep your head from the clouds kid, keep your wings, |
[02:25.38] | Always keep them by your side. |
[02:33.14] | We' ll be the smoke curling on the still. |
[02:38.38] | The airship captains we wait for sun to brush the hills. |
[02:43.55] | |
[02:47.08] | Son, I share your windward dreams, |
[02:49.91] | To soar from this little town of shacked up windows and swinging doors. |
[02:57.65] | The rafters creak and the floorboards groan |
[03:00.02] | While the shadows dance to the tapping of my toes. |
[03:03.11] | |
[03:06.04] | There' s nothing left for us but altitude. |
[03:08.63] | We' ll be the kings of the air. |
[03:11.56] | There' s nothing left for us but altitude. |
[03:19.76] | We' ll be the kings of the air. |
[03:30.03] | Stolen, by the wind that turns the leaves to razors. |
[03:33.80] | Holding just a string, our twine and our paper lost to the breeze. |
[03:41.89] | Stolen, by the wind that turns the leaves to razors. |
[03:44.95] | Holding just a string, our twine and our paper lost to the breeze. |
[00:14.79] | Father, we fled your house of grey. |
[00:20.11] | We ran from home to seek a place where our bodies would never grow. |
[00:26.00] | Dreamer, child, be cautious of this world. |
[00:31.21] | She has an appetite for boys and girls and she' s hungry for your soul. |
[00:38.60] | |
[00:41.07] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[00:46.43] | Keep your feet on the ground kid, only birds were meant to fly. |
[00:51.39] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[00:57.09] | Keep your head from the clouds kid, keep your wings, |
[01:00.08] | Always keep them by your side. |
[01:03.88] | |
[01:04.50] | Remember before you fly you' ll fall, before you walk you' ll crawl. |
[01:09.66] | Before you fly you' ll fall, before you walk you' ll crawl. |
[01:17.66] | You' ve no need to stitch your shadow to your heels. |
[01:22.55] | No, not this time. |
[01:32.95] | Son you' ll walk with no whisper, no sound. |
[01:38.12] | Only the feet of the heavy hearted are held to the ground. |
[01:43.75] | You' ve no need to draw the curtains son, throw them wide. |
[01:49.10] | Cross the borders between the never and the night. |
[01:54.71] | Find the twinkle in your smile, chase it on ' til morning, |
[02:01.04] | Past the second star to the right. |
[02:05.69] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[02:11.20] | Keep your feet on the ground kid, only birds were meant to fly. |
[02:16.46] | Little boys with dreams of paper planes were never meant to scrape the sky. |
[02:22.13] | Keep your head from the clouds kid, keep your wings, |
[02:25.38] | Always keep them by your side. |
[02:33.14] | We' ll be the smoke curling on the still. |
[02:38.38] | The airship captains we wait for sun to brush the hills. |
[02:43.55] | |
[02:47.08] | Son, I share your windward dreams, |
[02:49.91] | To soar from this little town of shacked up windows and swinging doors. |
[02:57.65] | The rafters creak and the floorboards groan |
[03:00.02] | While the shadows dance to the tapping of my toes. |
[03:03.11] | |
[03:06.04] | There' s nothing left for us but altitude. |
[03:08.63] | We' ll be the kings of the air. |
[03:11.56] | There' s nothing left for us but altitude. |
[03:19.76] | We' ll be the kings of the air. |
[03:30.03] | Stolen, by the wind that turns the leaves to razors. |
[03:33.80] | Holding just a string, our twine and our paper lost to the breeze. |
[03:41.89] | Stolen, by the wind that turns the leaves to razors. |
[03:44.95] | Holding just a string, our twine and our paper lost to the breeze. |