Текст Thomas Dolby – Oceanea

Cannonballs ricochet around the room
I hurry home to lick my wounds
I stumble home to Oceanea

A nightingale sang above my mother’s tomb

Not far from here
In some other ecozone
The crocuses are still in bloom
I stumble home to Oceanea

And I’m free
I’m soaring on a thermal wind
I’m learning how to shed my skin
I made it home to Oceanea

Not far from here
In some other ecozone
The crocuses are still in bloom
You stumble home to Oceanea

And you are free
You’re soaring on a thermal wind
You’re learning how to shed your skin
You made it home to Oceanea
You made it home to Oceanea