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