An elevator hangs above water Glass in every which way The panel goes one to one hundred Starting with the highest stage These chains are anchored to a kind of cloud Jingle as the box descends A chime calls out every number As the rocking begins ♪ Fish were right by the surface Followed by manta ray Beams of light slice the water A brilliant demonstrate For calming peace of manner Tranquil as light evades Passing by quarrel seaweeds Floating, swaying in place ♪ The glass recedes through a canyon With it, shadows rise Gently they call that their signal To family far in the tides The elevator reaches the bottom Slowly stops in the sand Waiting is a single statue Offering out their hand