Antarctica

Song Antarctica
Artist Hands Like Houses
Album Ground Dweller

Lyrics

[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.

Pinyin

[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.