| James | |
| Laid | |
| Skindiving | |
| Put your hand inside this dream | |
| Tip the scale, release this dream | |
| Going down on a rolling wave | |
| I'll pack the flag before I hit the ground | |
| I can hear your thoughts arise | |
| >From these depths to creamy skies | |
| Driftin round, the waters cool | |
| Let the waves cover you | |
| The surface storm shows nothing free | |
| The surface is calm the water is clear | |
| The water's clear |