Ten thousand men sleep down with Davy Jones,
With stolen treasure they tithe.
The open water chills me to my bones,
But it's the only place that I feel alive.
The ocean floor begins to disappear,
I sense that terrible depth.
The open water is my only fear,
But I'll sail as long as I still have breath (in me)
I'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you
'Cause it gives and it takes away.
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
I stare into the abyss.
The open water is an awful thing,
But I'm anxious 'till the anchor is aweighed.
I'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you
- cause it gives and it takes away.
