Once I Tried To Row
'Cause You Know I Hate To Fly
So I Set Out From The Coast
But Got Battered By The Tide
As I Glided Back To Shore
I Raised An Angry Oar
And Cursed That Blue Divide

As If It Weren't Enough
To Still Be Stranded On The Wrong Side
I Landed In The Surf
When A Breaker Hit My Blind Side
And When My Clothes Had Dried
I Hung My Head And Cried
Beside That Blue Divide

Because All That Time I Thought
That You And I Were Lost
A Toss Long Fallen Wide
In That Blue Divide
That Endless Blue Divide

So I Climbed Up On A Dune
And Found Marconi With His Radio
He Was Looking Kind Of Blue
His Antenna Rusted Long Ago
Sitting On The Cliff
We Shared A Handkerchief
Above That Blue Divide

I Waved It In The Hope
That You Owned A Telescope
That Could Pierce That Blue Divide

I Thought I Was Marooned
Til I Caught Sight Of Your Balloon
Rising With The Moon
Across That Blue Divide
That Endless Blue Divide