Christopher's a shiny star
He smiles
We quickly clad
A wetsuit and a swimming hat
Behind the oars white legs
The day'll soon cease to be
Opportunities drain with the tide to the sea

I call from the Captain's old chamber
But Christopher's clever
He streams away solo, young, kissed by the sun

Christopher isn't looking for reasons
That's his secret - he comes from within
Sits in a boat he's a roaring engine
Led by the waves of the dawn
Makes a sly wish he's a beautiful giant
Turns sharply left and he's gone.