Letras:David Gray. Foundling. Davey Jones' Locker.

At the edge of consciousness
Where the lines they start to fade
Where the spirit goes undressed
Of all malice and brocade

At the edges, silvery edges
Where the mirror, it bends and stretches
Past the edges of this world
Where the waters crash and curl

Take me down, take me down
Davey Jones, yeah, take me down
Take me down, Davey Jones
Davey Jones, yeah, take me down

Where the sands, they blow and shift
Borne away now on the drift
Where the sands, they blow and shift
Borne away now on the drift

Maybe I can free myself
Dancing with the swaying kelp
Maybe I'll redeem myself
Swirling with the swaying kelp

Take me down, take me down
Davey Jones, yeah, take me down
Davey Jones, Davey Jones
Davey Jones, yeah, take me down
Oh yeah

Make me dance, wanna dance
Wanna dance
Let me see the blue sky
I can dance, gotta dance
Let me see the blue sky

Gonna dance
Holding fragments
Holding fragments
Holding Chimera

Twisting fragments
[Incomprehensible] fragments
Only figments
Only Chimera

You're the one that got away
You're the one that got away
You're the one they couldn't touch
Just the one that got away

At the edges, silvery edges
Where the mirror, it bends and stretches
Oh, the edges of this world
Where the waters crash and curl