Explorers
This old mountain side
Where we used to reside
Is slowly recalling
The things we discovered inside
Oh the crystal caves
We shed both our jackets
And I hammered brackets
From old metal chairs
To the walls for a crude set of stairs
To lead us down
And you tied a rope
To the steepening slope
A jerry rigged harness
So we could descend in the dark
But the tide came in
And we found ourselves in the sea
Deep under water we both found that we could still breathe
So we spent the day submerged
And we swam the evening away
The water was clear
Like the pure atmosphere
As we kicked and fluttered
Through caverns all cluttered with age
In the afterglow
We swim hand and hand
Over white satin sand
And you left a ribbon
To honor the pale gibbon moon
But that was years ago
And we never came up for air down there
We can go anywhere
The old world was dying
While we took our flying
Like peregrine falcons
Beneath the transparent blue waves
Far below the surf
And we spent the hours
With submarine flowers
I knew I'd remember
That day in November
As we felt alive again
'Cause we found ourselves in the sea
Deep underwater we both found that we could still breathe
So we spent the day submerged
And we swam the evening away
We swam the evening away
Where we used to reside
Is slowly recalling
The things we discovered inside
Oh the crystal caves
We shed both our jackets
And I hammered brackets
From old metal chairs
To the walls for a crude set of stairs
To lead us down
And you tied a rope
To the steepening slope
A jerry rigged harness
So we could descend in the dark
But the tide came in
And we found ourselves in the sea
Deep under water we both found that we could still breathe
So we spent the day submerged
And we swam the evening away
The water was clear
Like the pure atmosphere
As we kicked and fluttered
Through caverns all cluttered with age
In the afterglow
We swim hand and hand
Over white satin sand
And you left a ribbon
To honor the pale gibbon moon
But that was years ago
And we never came up for air down there
We can go anywhere
The old world was dying
While we took our flying
Like peregrine falcons
Beneath the transparent blue waves
Far below the surf
And we spent the hours
With submarine flowers
I knew I'd remember
That day in November
As we felt alive again
'Cause we found ourselves in the sea
Deep underwater we both found that we could still breathe
So we spent the day submerged
And we swam the evening away
We swam the evening away
Credits
Writer(s): Adam R. Young
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