I know a lady casting

different kinds of spells

I see her daughters in passing

Their skin’s a million shells

I am no more than a sailor 

and she, my deity 

The land, I hardly care for

The doves, they mourn for me

Ooh

Watch how sunspots dance

making my head spin

No more than one quick glance

Her waves match my skin

She is deeply giving

She is darkly blue

Someday I’ll be living 

with her and the moon

Ooh