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