The Church - Antarctica lyrics

Antarctica
I hear you calling me all through the night
Antarctica
I feel you holding me so cold and white
Antarctica
I feel you watching me and take a big bite
Antarctica
I hear you calling me all through the night

I'm coming on board
I feel your hand on my shoulder
I'm coming on board

I feel your hand on my shoulder antarctica
Well I been calling for days antarctica
I been freezing today antarctica
Yeah you been under my gaze antarctica
Well I been calling for days

Well I was out there well I was out there
Yes, go on well I was out there that day
Yes, yes well I was out there that day
Go on go on oh, no, I can't go on yes, yes
Oh, no, I can't go on yes, yes oh, no oh, no

Down on the cold side of town
You take the easy way down
The fisherman and his shack
Water so cold and so black
The scientist in the graveyard

Sea lion marching up the boulevard
The doctor and his wife who ran away
They don't care the walrus and the carpenter
They don't care