| Lyrics: | On the surface
phosphones gleaming;
deep down
we carry on dreaming.
On the
surface
compass and charts checked;
deep down the current run
in a shining
vortex,
in a swirling vortex.
On the surface
oil troubled water
sails set
the seas on fire
to the farthest quarter....
Are we dreaming?
Dream deep of
childhood,
dream deep of future days -
it'll all come good,
deep
dreaming.
It'll all come good,
deep dreaming.
It'll all come
good,
it'll all rise to the surface,
deep dreaming |
