Diving for Sunken Treasure

We used to shine like gold,
First years up in boats.
That’s what you see since come…
and go.
We speaking sticks and stones,
with which we built our homes.
Just what you see since come…
and go.
That’s why I ask you,
That’s why I ask you to come, and go.
What are you afraid of, oh, ooh?
Finally taken from oh, oh.
That’s why I ask you,
That’s why I ask you to come, and go.
At least I know, oh, oh, oh, oh oh.
That’s why I oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oho, oho.
What are we afraid of?
That’s why I ask you,
That’s why I ask you to come, and go.
That’s why I ask you,
That’s why I ask you to come, and go.
That’s why I ask you,
That’s why I ask you to come, back home.