"Antarctica"Ian NoeIntroVerse 1Bending Time, Down The High Wire We ClimbAll These Ships Have Turned To TombsThey Say There's Space In A Cold Mountain PlaceWith Guarded Doors And Golden RoomsVerse 2It's Taken Years, Nothin' Left But The GearsNow The Paper Says We'll Be There SoonHome Sweet Home, With Our Statues In StoneThe Same Red Sun And Silver MoonVerse 3And I Hope Those Orbs And The Big Iron SwordsStill Lay Buried In The SnowWe'll Dive Down Deep, Where The Old Miners SleepWhere They Settled Long AgoVerse 4Bending Time, Down The High Wire We ClimbAll These Ships Have Turned To TombsThey Say There's Space In A Cold Mountain PlaceWith Guarded Doors And Golden Rooms
