| Un-derwater woman |
| Un-derwater lady |
| No one on the shore will ever know what’s in her heart |
| Fiercely alive |
| Will to survive |
| Able to thrive on her own |
| Self contained |
| Properly trained |
| Hydroponically grown |
| Un-derwater woman |
| Breathing underwater |
| Brushing her hair |
| Eating a pear |
| No one can tell when she cries |
| Away, Away, Away |
| She scans the ocean floor |
| With ultrasonic blips |
| Nothing but rocks and sand and the broken wrecks of ships |
| Un-derwater woman |
| Un-derwater lady |
| No one on the shore will ever know what’s in her heart |
| Laughing uncontrollably |
| Who’s she talking to |
| Holding up the shell like it’s a telephone |
| Frantically digging through a file of old papers |
| Intently staring at a photograph |
| Un-derwater woman |
| Breathing underwater |
| Brushing her hair |
| Eating a pear |
| No one can tell when she cries |
| Away, Away, Away |