In the hold, it was warm and close
 We were packed skin to skin
 I did my best to hold on to the window
 As the captain called steady as she goes 
 Cold light under the sea
 Dive slow, dive deep 
 A giant squid lunged at the submarine
 As the sonar pinged and pinged
 Four-zero fathoms I could see
 There was a world hidden from me 
 Cold light under the sea
 Dive slow, dive deep 
 From childish tropes in glass bottom boats
 Cypress groves west of Jacksonville
 We piled in my car and struck out for the coast
 To drink the shine off the waves at Daytona