[Thomas Dolby]
Cannonballs ricochet around the room
I hurry home to lick my wounds
I stumble home to Oceanea

A nightingale sang above my mother's tomb
Twilight in the afternoon
I stumble home to Oceanea

Not far from here
In some other ecozone
The crocuses are still in bloom
I stumble home to Oceanea

And I'm free
I'm soaring on a thermal wind
I'm learning how to shed my skin
I made it home to Oceanea

[Eddi Reader]
Not far from here
In some other ecozone
The crocuses are still in bloom
You stumble home to Oceanea

And you are free
You're soaring on a thermal wind
You're learning how to shed your skin
You made it home to Oceanea
You made it home to Oceanea