Slowly paddle through the lake
Straight to the very center
Of the darkest water Where we can embrace the shadows on the surface
The eyes that look up lifeless From our twins below

And though your arms and legs are under Love will be the echo in your
Ears when all is lost in plunder
My love will be there still [bad word] its chilling to behold Up close we stumble backwards

Laughing in our boats till
The image sinks away to someplace far for certain
land of new suspension
Where someday we must go

And though your arms and legs are under Love will be the echo in your
Ears when all is lost is plunder My love will be there still
And though your arms and legs are under Love will be the echo in your
Ears when all is lost is plunder
My love will be there still