The sky at dusk is warm and distant
carrying the day
leading the light to a better place
The horizon sets down with inky fatigue
and the clouds are showing off

Tonight we are 100 leagues below
just you and me
tonight a bitter sunken love
in a bleach blonde submarine

Its just its way of letting you know
no matter where your going
no matter whats in your guide
you're never as big as the things you can't touch

(Difficult to understand stanza...)

They'll keep on turning
with, or without an audience
ever changing, ever still
long after you're gone