Transatlanticism
The Atlantic was born todayAnd I'll tell you howThe clouds above opened upAnd let it out
I was standingOn the surface of a perforated sphereWhen the water filled every holeAnd thousands upon thousands made an oceanMaking islands where no island should goOh, no
Most people were overjoyedThey took to their boatsI thought it less like a lakeAnd more like a moatThe rhythm of my footstepsCrossing flatlands to your doorHave been silenced forevermoreThe distance is quite simplyMuch too far for me to rowIt seems farther than ever beforeOh, no
I need you so much closer (x8)
I need you so much closer (x4)
So come on, come on...