Underwater - Midnight Oil

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