| I crewed on a fair golden ship that | |
| Went down at the dawn of the world | |
| We mutinied and sentenced our captain to die | |
| 'Fore our sails had barely unfurled | |
| We sank shortly after our riot | |
| Wanton flame and our powder kegs met | |
| While I swam for my life there came voices aloft | |
| Joyful, unearthly and dread | |
| Singing of a violent | |
| Tireless mystery | |
| That one would give his life to | |
| Save his enemy | |
| Too bone-tired to keep my arms moving | |
| To swim or even grasp after straws | |
| The undertow drew me down into its cold | |
| And infinite indigo jaws | |
| I heard singing of a violent | |
| Tireless mystery | |
| That one would give his life to | |
| Save his enemy | |
| I thought I must be dead or dreaming | |
| When my captain, still battered, betrayed | |
| Pulled me up, laid me over the beam he'd clung to | |
| Breathed his last and sunk under the waves | |
| Your body is a bridge | |
| Across an endless sea | |
| Your body is a bridge | |
| Across an endless sea |