Before I get in
My skin canoe
I find myself looking
Back to you
Ah oh Ah oh
Set off with my twin
In our skin canoe
He never once looked
Back to you
Ah oh Ah oh
From the rocky shore
We heard your call
Aya eya Aya
May the tide
Carry you home
As we paddled between
The cutting reeds
I found myself thinking
Of all that I'd been
Ah oh Ah oh
Somewhere between
The clashing stones
I fell from our boat
To the water below
Ah oh Ah oh
From the futher shore
I heard your call
Aya eya Aya
May the tide
Carry you home
As I sink beneath
The swirling sea
I sea my twin
Sailing on without me
Ah oh Ah oh