Deep Waters - The Black League

I see you… in a velvet robe,

I feel you… from across the wave

I hear you… calling me

Deep waters… Calling men.

Calling women.

And calling children

Deep waters… Calling men.

Calling women.

Calling.

Calling!

My people!

Now hear the News:

No more room when the Ark is full

And it seems like every path leads down to nowhere (Well, what can I say?)

From now on no easy way,

And for some of us there ainў‚¬"ўt no way at all

ў‚¬њtis like a Midsummer Night’s Dream

Deep waters… Calling men.

Calling women.

And calling children

Deep waters… Calling men.

Calling women.

Calling.

Calling!

Drifting… Now youў‚¬"ўve set yourself a-drifting…

Towards the sea…

Drifting… With the stream of consciousness now drifting…

Towards the sea…

Drifting… drifting… like a long and silent river you are…

You are… you are a-drifting.

Drifting!

Drifting!

For life’s too long and life’s too short and you are a-drifting…

Youў‚¬"ўre drifting away — You’ve set yourself astray…