Under the water, beneath the Sea
the blackness is calling; it's calling me.
Return to the place where we came from.
Return to life's creative outcome.
The smell of the Sea, the splash of the waves,
is where I belong, not here in a cave,
for of all the wonders, in this great life,
there's no none as loved as my sweet wife.
My thoughts are a shamble of uncertainty,
for I must go now and return to the Sea.