Days like this I don't know what to do with myself. all day -- and all night. I wander the halls along the walls and under my. breath. I say to myself. I need fuel -- to take flight. Chorus:. And there's too much going on. but it's calm under the waves in the blue of my. oblivion. Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion. Is that why they call me a sullen girl -- sullen. girl. They don't know I used to sail the deep and tranquil. sea. But he washed me ashore and he took my pearl --. and left and empty shell of me. Chorus (1x). Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion. It's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.