I see you... in a velvet robe, I feel you... from across the wave I hear you... calling me Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women. And calling children Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women. Calling. Calling! My people! Now hear the News: No more room when the Ark is full And it seems like every path leads down to nowhere (Well, what can I say?) From now on no easy way, And for some of us there ain't no way at all 'tis like a Midsummer Night's Dream Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women. And calling children Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women. Calling. Calling! Drifting... Now you've set yourself a-drifting... Towards the sea... Drifting... With the stream of consciousness now drifting... Towards the sea... Drifting... drifting... like a long and silent river you are... You are... you are a-drifting. Drifting! Drifting! For life's too long and life's too short and you are a-drifting... You're drifting away - You've set yourself astray...