Across the sea, across the sea
Not desert, but a prairie
Live with living things, it is
Live with futures, there

I will walk, the old words say
Across the sea, across the sea
Sea is land, yes, to walk
Grass flutters in the winds

Walk alone, old words say, I may
But not alone - the grasses
Across the sea, across the sea
Grass alive with living things

The old words say: with living things
Walk through the fluttering grasses
Leave now and walk
Across the sea, across the sea

I will go
Futures wait
In living things
Happily drown