Nay alway ullo

Unda way uzzun leer

Unda holways around

Who are under the whale



I will hum bay above

Are they over the sea?

Are they hungry above?

Are they thinking of me?



In the way of the world

Where they're always a whale

In my humble experience

There ain't no-one to help.



In the sun of the wold

Is there anyone knows

He'll be hundred before

How could anyone know?



Are they hampered again?

It was over the wold

Are they all this way up?

And the probe in the door.



Are they hungry out there?

Are they thinking of you?

In the rhythms out there

How could anyone know?