I don't know what to say
So I'll say nothing, that's ok
I don't know what to do
So I stand, green eyes, black skin, in front of you
Chariot will take me down
To the curious part of town

In the ocean, I'm in motion
My eyes full of devotion

What were you like in Norway?
Not you, but the first one down the hallway
Open, blue-eyed, dull mind
Graceful, golden, constantly
Northern light upon my bed
From the window I descend

In the ocean, it was spoken
My eyes full of devotion

I think about you now and then
But it's just a moment and I forget again
In fact, the last time I thought of you
I was three-fourths the way into a friend
Up on the roof, I see you now
Still don't know what you were on about

In the ocean, no emotion
That's the sound of devotion