Oceanea - Thomas Dolby

Cannonballs ricochet around the room

I hurry home to lick my wounds

I stumble home to Oceanea

A nightingale sang above my mother’s tomb

Twilight in the afternoon

I stumble home to Oceanea

Not far from here

In some other ecozone

The crocuses are still in bloom

I stumble home to Oceanea

And I’m free

I’m soaring on a thermal wind

I’m learning how to shed my skin

I made it home to Oceanea

Not far from here

In some other ecozone

The crocuses are still in bloom

You stumble home to Oceanea

And you are free

You’re soaring on a thermal wind

You’re learning how to shed your skin

You made it home to Oceanea

You made it home to Oceanea