Our Floating World Oh, let’s drift away, Macdonaldtown to Santa Fe. While the fishes sleep, all through a year we’ll tread the deep. The restless waves might rise and swallow the land. The waves might rise, together we’ll stand, we’ll never capsize. Brian Yatman: singing, acoustic guitars, piano, glockenspiel, MS710 keyboard, samples |
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Oh, silent and free - our floating world, just you and me. Where the maps don’t go - our floating world, no earth below. The restless waves might rise and swallow the land. The waves might rise, together we’ll stand, we’ll never capsize.