There are many ways to travel, there's only one for me
There are many things to unravel, one true mystery
Let's find what is under the heavy rolling swell
I hear a rolling thunder, I put on my diving belt
I could swim to this island but I can't see very clear
And the echo in the water is playing with my ear
There's something in the water
It tells me to come in
There's someting changing colors
It's turning into green
This place is not harbor, I can't find it on the map
This man is not a sailor, he's playing with my heart
He told me not to do this as I got aboard the ship
But it's not the sound of the waves I miss, it's the shape of it
There's something in the water
It tells me to come in
There's something changing colors
It's turning into green
There's something in the water
It tells me to come in
There's something changing colors
It's turning into green

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