The Atlantic Was Born Today, And I'll Tell You How

The Clouds Above Opened Up And Let It Out

I Was Standing On The Surface Of A Perforated Sphere

When The Water Filled Every Hole

And Thousands Upon Thousands Made An Ocean

Making Islands Where No Islands Should Go (oh No...)



Most People Were Overjoyed; They Took To Their Boats

I Thought It Less Like A Lake And More Like A Moat

The Rhythm Of My Footsteps Crossing Flatlands To Your

Door Have Been Silenced Forevermore

And The Distance Is Quite Simply Much To Far For Me To Row;

It Seems Farther Than Ever Before (oh No...)



I Need You So Much Closer...



So Come On; Come On...