Going Under

Sun is rising on the water
Light is dancing again
Let’s go under where the sun beams
Let’s go under my friend
Are we sleeping
Are we dreaming
Are we dancing again
Is it heaven
Crack it open
and we’ll slide down
its stream
We can hold on (I'm sure)
To the sea’s foaming mane
It will serve us We’ll surface
and we’ll plunge back again
Sun is rising on the water
Light is dancing like a flame
There’s no burning where the sun beams
Oh it’s such a lovely game
Does the sea dream (I'm sure)
We are here, we attend
We are bells on the shore
where the tolling suspends
Who will decide the shape of things
The shift of being
Who will perceive
When life is new
Shall we divide and become another
Who is due for gift upon gift
Who will decide