When I walked through the door, on my way to the sea where you'll be, the ship is at bay, where I'll be after today. The last day on dry land. No more rotten earth or dirty sand. Back to where I belong, on the ocean singing us a song- an octopus song. When I walked to the ship it was right where I left it. Get on board, get off the shore, while you wait for me on the sea.