There's a folktale in this town trying to take your soul.

It forgets about itself, it stares at your soul

The moment it rains, the deep comes to shore to cast away some fear.

We're singing great all along with the night You're walking blind in the strange deer

Stars in your pocket and you're Letting it wander so far

Seasons here and you're drowning Careful of what you hear

Thank you.

Oh, oh, oh

The boat, the serpent and a whale of wishes

Mother's of the mysteries of water

And oh, the moon it rains, the deep comes to shore

We're singing great all along with the night You're walking blind and scary

Oh, for you to turn to hearts.

Oh, you should stand under.

Oh, is it here in your heart?

Be careful of what you see.

Thank you.

Thank you.