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 ain't no way at all

‘tis 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 you've 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...

You're drifting away - You've set yourself astray...