Oceanea

Cannonballs ricochet around the room

I hurry home to lick my wounds

I stumble home to Oceanea

A nightingale sang above my mother's tomb

Twilight in the afternoon

I stumble home to Oceanea

Not far from here

In some other ecozone

The crocuses are still in bloom

I stumble home to Oceanea

And I'm free

I'm soaring on a thermal wind

I'm learning how to shed my skin

I made it home to Oceanea

[Eddi Reader:]

Not far from here

In some other ecozone

The crocuses are still in bloom

You stumble home to Oceanea

And you are free

You're soaring on a thermal wind

You're learning how to shed your skin

You made it home to Oceanea

You made it home to Oceanea

[radio chatter]