Antarctica Savior - Behind Antarctica

It's time to lay the kids down to sleep And pray the lord their souls to keep For if they cry in fear that I might not come back It's in the haunted forest where the witch cooks her kids And I'm delirious as she sings me her song The cops and the dogs are close behind To save me from her knives They pull me out just in time But in Antarctica it's a place where I don't feel alone In Antarctica our worries are buried in the snow And the witch can't find me here And all of my friends are there And I'll find my heart in Antarctica And I'll find my heart in Antarctica I've been in this car far way too long It's twisted my back all wrong I can't open my hands They are far way to wake And fall it only comes twice a year Once in autumn and once for fear I blame it on all my tears I blame it on all my tears In Antarctica it's a place where I don't feel alone In Antarctica our worries are buried in the snow And the witch can't find me here And all of my friends are there And I'll find my heart in Antarctica And I'll find my heart in Antarctica And we'll never part in Antarctica In Antarctica

Father, we fled your house of grey We ran from home to seek a place Where our bodies would never grow Dreamer, child, be cautious of this world She has an appetite for boys and girls And she's hungry for your soul Little boys with dreams of paper planes Were never meant to scrape the sky Keep your feet on the ground kid Only birds were meant to fly Little boys with dreams of paper planes Were never meant to scrape the sky Keep your head from the clouds kid Keep your wings, always keep them by your side Remember, before you fly, you'll fall Before you walk, you'll crawl Before you fly, you'll fall Before you walk, you'll crawl You've no need to stitch your shadow to your heels No, not this time Son, you'll walk with no whisper, no sound Only the feet of the heavy-hearted are held to the ground You've no need to draw the curtains, son, throw them wide Cross the borders between the never-ending night Find the twinkle in your smile Chase it on 'til morning Past the second star to the right Little boys with dreams of paper planes Were never meant to scrape the sky Keep your feet on the ground kid Only birds were meant to fly Little boys with dreams of paper planes Were never meant to scrape the sky Keep your head from the clouds kid Keep your wings, always keep them by your side We'll be the smoke curling on the still The airship captains, we wait for sun to brush the hills Son, I share your windward dreams To soar from this little town of shacked up windows And swinging doors (swinging doors) The rafters creak and the floorboards groan While the shadows dance to the tapping of my toes There's nothing left for us but altitude We'll be the kings of the air (there's nothing left for us here, there's nothing left for us here) There's nothing left for us but altitude We'll be the kings of the air (we'll be the kings of the air) Stolen by the wind that turns the leaves to razors Holding just a string, our twine and our paper lost to the breeze Stolen by the wind that turns the leaves to razors Holding just a string, our twine and our paper lost to the breeze