As I glance once upon the foam
Forty feet beneath my feet
The coldest calm falls
Through the molten veins
Cooling all the blood to slush
Congeals around again
Lala...

And 40 feet remain.

Salt scales upon my drying arms
Burn my back beneath the sun
But I am cold beneath the burning rays
Looking down, looking down,
Down, down, again,
Lala...

And 40 feet remain.