Lyrics Transatlanticism

The Atlantic was born today,
and I'll tell you how.
The clouds above opened up,
and let it out.

I was standing on the surface
of a perforated sphere
when the water
filled every hole.
And thousands upon thousands
made an ocean,
making islands,
where no island should go.
Oh no.

Most people were overjoyed,
they took to their boats.
I thought it less like a lake
and more like a moat.
The rhythm of my footsteps
crossing flood lands
to your door,
have been silenced
forever more.
And the distance is quite simply
much too far for me to row.
It seems farther
than ever before
Oh no.

I need you so much closer (x8)

I need you so much closer (x4)
So come on, come on (x4)