Two miles up and five miles over me,
There is a cloud of dust following me.
All my fears are crashing in on me.
I am alone and I can barely breathe.

But I can see from the other side of me
Where I have everything in steady tow.
Behind the lies and the tongue-trip suicide
There is a better world I know.

Two miles down and nine miles out at sea,
The water's rising up, swallowing me.
I will rise beneath your surface-scene.
I am a submarine, you better believe

That I can see from the other side of me
Where I have everything in steady tow.
Behind the lies and the tongue-slip suicide
There is a better world I know.

Two miles up as far as I can see,
There is a cloud in the shape of the shroud of a nautical   king
My God is in, not over me.
I hear the patriarchal leaders scream.

But I can see from the other side of me
W here I have everything in steady tow.
Behind the lies and the tongue-trip suicides
There is a better world I know.

Words by Matt Tiegler
c 2000 Tigsounds Music (ASCAP)