Of the Sea

Give me your hand
And I'll take you down
Oh, can't you see that
I'm dyin' to drown?

And don't hold your breath, my dear
Oh, don't hold your breath, my dear

And our love, it is true
So there's not much to do
As the air in our lungs
Starts to hiss

And the ocean, it rolls
And the depths take their toll
When we get to the bottom
We'll kiss

And the crush of the deep
Our secrets'll keep
And the mermaids, they drift
In the dark

With the salt all ablaze
And the ships where they lay
There must be great fear
In a spark

So here we will stay
All the demons at bay
From our arms and our eyes
It seems

Away from the dirt
Beneath the skirt
Of the sea
We won't wake from our dreams