If the pearly calms of sea
Will cease to surge a sigh,
I will swirl, this water world
And sing its lullaby

And if the silver water swirls
Swell into walls of tides,
Then, I will paddle, surf and steer
Those tidal waves- I'll ride

And if the waves of turbulence
Gust forth with forceful haunt,
I'll dive into the murky turf
And haul my ferry's front

And if my ferry's front subsides
Sink deeper to the blue,
I'll grab the iron anchor's end
And drag it through and through

And if the iron anchor rusts
And freefall from my hand,
I'll use my body as my ship
Until I'm docked on land