Scanning at the blue bended headlands   White flurry scudded, a dark silhouette flashes by, in the wet   It is glistening flesh   In the deep marine, in the deep marine   There is room for make believe out in the ocean   There is room for make believe out on the land   In the wet, in the dream, if its flashing then seen   In the deep marine, in the deep marine      Looking to the white framed headland   Green pockets dropping, a bright cockatoo   Circles up in the breeze, in the realm you can't reach   In the deep marine, in the deep marine   There is room for make believe out in the ocean   There is room for make believe out on the land   In the west, crashes by, its a green silhouette   In the deep marine, in the deep marine      No one can make her, no one can break her down   Underwater, over land   No one can make her, no one can break her   Underwater, over land   No one can make her, no one can break her    She is what she is and no one can bring her down, bring her down      Looking to the white framed headland   Green pockets dropping a bright cockatoo   Circles up in the breeze, in the realm you can't reach   In the deep marine, in the deep marine   There is room for make believe out in the ocean   There is room for make believe out on the land   In the wet, flashes by, its a green silhouette   In the deep marine, in the deep marine      No one can make her, no one can break her   Underwater, overland   No one can break her, no one can fake her   She it what she is and no one can bring her down, bring her down      Underwater, overland      No one can squeeze her, no one can freeze her now   No one can make her, no one can break her down   No one can seize her, no one can freeze her   She is what she is and you've got to see it