Reservoir - Yaima

Deep beneath the ocean

Deeper than the river bed

There you find me waiting

A simple story to tell

Of a time of living water

Deeper than the wishing well

A time to heal the ocean

A time of dark black ore

Listen, can you hear me?

Though distant we may be

My eyes close and see you

Your two deep blue seas

Still this morning breaks free

Troubles with the night

Water tells our story

And moves from life to life

One way leads to heaven

Or maybe to the sea

You can choose your own way

Or you can come with me

Some will offer emeralds

Others offer pearls

All I have to offer, are these humble words