

(huuuummm) Deep water, silent cold
Ancient pathways, stories old
We sail the crests of rolling waves
Upon the backs
of whales
Upon the backs of whales,
we rise
Underneath the wide open skies
Carrier of the deep,
carry us home
Through the salt and through the foam (home)
Singing through
the great divide
Steered by the changing tide
No map to guide our lonely way
Upon the backs of whales
Upon the backs of whales We
ride (ahhhh)