Nay alway ullo Unda way uzzun leer Unda holways around Who are under the whale I will hum bay above Are they over the sea? Are they hungry above? Are they thinking of me? In the way of the world Where they're always a whale In my humble experience There ain't no-one to help. In the sun of the wold Is there anyone knows He'll be hundred before How could anyone know? Are they hampered again? It was over the wold Are they all this way up? And the probe in the door. Are they hungry out there? Are they thinking of you? In the rhythms out there How could anyone know?