Carry on inside of your heart Under the brine you won't notice the dark Can stone and steel and horses heels ever explain the way you feel From Scapa flow to Rotherhithe, I felt the lapping of an ebbing tide
Oh the heavy water how it enfolds The salt the spray the gorgeous undertow Always, always, always the sea Brilliantine mortality
So irrigate your heart until you know you're complete And you're draped in kelp, below by 8,000 feet "My soul," she cried, "I thought you'd died, amid fumes of formaldehyde You have been gone for so long I felt the lapping of an ebbing tide"
When this Corpus Christic isle became a land of ocean blue Again she cried, "You turned my eye, Amid fumes of formaldehyde." And in the end, an August sun, And one by one we blew Until the devil screamed in the evermore In envy of the grace we saw Oh the heavy water how it enfolds The salt, the spray, the gorgeous undertow Always, always, always the sea Brilliantine mortality
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