Airplanes cut through clouds of steam
Pebbles sink in gentle streams
From the sky the rain falls too
While I'm here I'll think of you
Streams to clouds to rain to streams
Lakes to rivers, rivers to the sea
Waves from which you cannot hide
Silver moon takes out the tide
Waves from which you cannot hide
Waves from which you cannot hide
Waves from which you cannot hide
Waves from which you cannot hide
Water, water flows from there
In the desert, on the sand
Water, water fires through
Water, water
Brown and blue
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