Testo Reservoir

Deep beneath the ocean, deeper than the riverbed
There you'll find me waiting, a simple story to tell
Of a time of living water, deeper than the wishing wells
A time to heal the ocean, a time of dark black oil

Listen can you hear me? Though distant we may be
My eyes close and see you, your two deep blue seas
Still as morning breaks free, troubles with the night Water tells our story and moves from life to life

One way leads to heaven, or maybe to the sea
You can choose your own way, or you can come with me
Some will offer emeralds, others offer pearls
All I have to offer, are these humble words