Paroles: XTC. Black Sea. The Somnambulist.

Untie the gown, float to the ground
She revolve 'round, making no sound
Air leaving slow, still breathing though

Decaying through brown, diving she's bound
Hours swum down, treasure unfound
Air leaving slow, still breathing though

Somnambulist, somnambulist
Somnambulist, somnambulist
Air leaving slow, still breathing though