Had we never come across the vastness of pavement
The barrenness of waves and the grayness of the sea
Never lost or ne'er been misguided
We'd have ne'er reached seas so shining
Or come from out of a hansom in Camden
To a bar in the basement while all the while it rained
Or come around to the friendliest of faces
Handsomest in ugly places
Or come from out of the tunnels we dig in
To see that tunneling's not living and working doesn't work
Or come to find that loving is labor
Labor's life and life's forever
Or come to see that keeping's not giving
You get what you've given, you get what you deserve
And in the midst of all of the action
Maybe only there found satisfaction
Chasing sea foam dreams around another dirty old town
Parallel run streams toward the gray ocean from the green ground
'Oed und leer, das meer, but look beneath the gla**y surface
All the songs you hear, down there they have a purpose
All in all, we cannot stop singing
We cannot start sinking, we swim until it ends
They may k** and we may be parted
But we will ne'er be brokenhearted