Perfect water, the dark wind braids the waves   The crazed birds raid the trees, is this our destiny?   To join our hands at sea and slowly sink and slowly think   This is perfect water passing over me      Do you know Jacques Cousteau   When he said on the radio   That he hears bells in random order   Deep beneath the perfect water?      Love, that is frightening   But still so inviting to drown, drown inside a sound   That lay so far underground and to think, and to think   This is perfect water passing over me      To flow inside the spiral tide, to drown my eyes like a blind ride   And to cross the perils of black water   It waits for me like mother and daughter   A life of perfect order, a strange and perfect water   A life of perfect order, a strange and perfect water      Perfect water, I dream this dream within the deep and warm gulf stream   Where two blocks of ice melt into my hands like dice   And I roll seven on the floor of the sea   And I roll seven on the floor of the sea   And I feel the perfect water washing over me      To flow inside the spiral tide, to drown my eyes like a blind ride   And to cross the perils of black water   It waits for me like mother and daughter   A life of perfect order, a strange and perfect water   A life of perfect order, a strange and perfect water      A life, a strange   A life, a strange