I see you... in a velvet robe,   I feel you... from across the wave   I hear you... calling me      Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women.   And calling children   Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women.   Calling. Calling!      My people! Now hear the News:   No more room when the Ark is full   And it seems like every path leads down to nowhere (Well, what can I say?)   From now on no easy way,   And for some of us there ain't no way at all   'tis like a Midsummer Night's Dream      Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women.   And calling children   Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women.   Calling. Calling!      Drifting... Now you've set yourself a-drifting...   Towards the sea...   Drifting... With the stream of consciousness now drifting...   Towards the sea...   Drifting... drifting... like a long and silent river you are...   You are... you are a-drifting.   Drifting! Drifting!   For life's too long and life's too short and you are a-drifting...   You're drifting away - You've set yourself astray...