When I was seven

I asked my mother

To trip me to the bay

And put me on a ship

And lower me down

Lower me out of here



Because when I was seven

I wanted to live in a bathysphere



Between coral

Silent eel

Silver swordfish

I can't really feel or dream down here



And if the water should cut my line (*2)

Set me free

And if the water should cut my line

Set me free, I don't mind

I'll be the lost sailor, my home is the sea



When I was seven

My father said to me

'But you can't swim'

And I've never dreamed of the sea again