It's A Very Deep Sea

I'll keep on diving 'til I reach the ends

Dredging up the past to drive me round the bends

What is it in me that I can't forget

I keep finding so much that I now regret

But no, on I go down into the depths

Turning things over that are better left

Dredging up the past that has gone for good

Trying to polish up what is rotting wood

Oh diving, I'm diving

Oh diving, I'm diving

Diving

Something inside takes me down again

Diving not for goblets but tin cans

Dredging up the past for reasons so rife

Passing bits of wrecks that once passed for life

But I'll keep on diving till I drown the sea

Of things not worth, even mentioning

Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses

But it's a very deep sea around my own devices.

Oh diving, I'm diving

Oh diving, I'm diving

Diving

Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses

Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses

Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses

Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses

Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses

Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses

Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses

Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses

Diving, diving

Oh diving, diving

I'm diving, diving

Oh diving, diving

Oh diving, diving

I'm diving, diving