Once the deepest we'd seen was the grave
then we became brave;
went into the unknown;
the colder it got the deeper we'd go
never turned back, traveling on;
walked all the way till the shore
where the depths of the sea were offering more;
so the grave became deeper, farther from home
the slopes scaled were steeper, the sun barely shone;
then came the day that we lay our eyes
on the deepest thing yet, as we drank of the skies
Bur these hearts of ours no longer knew home ...