Peter Adams - Antarctica lyrics

I can recall the waves on the shore That battered the beach with water and more Full in the air and deep in the ground I was not alone for miles around Eyes in the greenest jungles of mine Would wander around the vines And in the plains the wind and the rain With seasons would come and go And how my gardens grew How they would twist all through the air But gone is the fire that warmed me at night That kept me alive and kept me bright I've drifted far from the colors above The faces of friends and the ones that I loved And how my gardens grew How they would twist all through the air I cry for the mountains, sing for the shore And sway for my lost allure The cold and the darkness have swallowed me up And famished my love for this life So I moan in this desolate home and sing my sacred songs again Let the grinding stones come feast on my bones I'll cry for more