|
At the edge of consciousness |
|
Where the lines they start to fade |
|
Where the spirit goes undressed |
|
Of all malice and brocade |
|
At the edges, silvery edges |
|
Where the mirror, it bends and stretches |
|
Past the edges of this world |
|
Where the waters crash and curl |
|
Take me down, take me down |
|
Davey Jones, yeah, take me down |
|
Take me down, Davey Jones |
|
Davey Jones, yeah, take me down |
|
Where the sands, they blow and shift |
|
Borne away now on the drift |
|
Where the sands, they blow and shift |
|
Borne away now on the drift |
|
Maybe I can free myself |
|
Dancing with the swaying kelp |
|
Maybe I'll redeem myself |
|
Swirling with the swaying kelp |
|
Take me down, take me down |
|
Davey Jones, yeah, take me down |
|
Davey Jones, Davey Jones |
|
Davey Jones, yeah, take me down |
|
Oh yeah |
|
Make me dance, wanna dance |
|
Wanna dance |
|
Let me see the blue sky |
|
I can dance, gotta dance |
|
Let me see the blue sky |
|
Gonna dance |
|
Holding fragments |
|
Holding fragments |
|
Holding Chimera |
|
Twisting fragments |
|
[Incomprehensible] fragments |
|
Only figments |
|
Only Chimera |
|
You're the one that got away |
|
You're the one that got away |
|
You're the one they couldn't touch |
|
Just the one that got away |
|
At the edges, silvery edges |
|
Where the mirror, it bends and stretches |
|
Oh, the edges of this world |
|
Where the waters crash and curl |