If you want to go
To that place where we can see
Well how can we get the hell
Down to the wooden sea?
And I'll try not to be scared
Of everything we'll be
For we are the songs we sing
Down in the wooden sea
So climb in my guitar
But first untie the strings
Down into the hollow
Of the wooden sea
Writer(s): John Andrews, Anna Fox Rochinski, Shane Butler
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