Two lines in the air Two eyes on the pair Mearcstapa, on an open sea But you turn away No falling today
No wind in the night YouÂŽre putting slack in the lines
The eyes of the sea So easy to meet Mearcstapa, deaf and blind like me But the foam doesnÂŽt sing The phone doesnÂŽt ring So what will you find Mearcstapa of mine?