Cold clear night, the band played
Played music for passengers free
Free forever, ghosts danced, waltz fade
Fade into the deep waters of the cold sea

Sea did slowly swallow the unsinkable
Unsinkable Titanic, iceberg split her side
Down to the bottom of the sea; unthinkable
Unthinkable to passengers who rode the tide

Drown in locked quarters, third-class frown
Frown and scream to break their chains
Chains stopped their escape to live, not drown
Drown, now ghosts would batter with no pains

Pains belong to the living, ghosts merely look
Look at rusting locks, their screams
Screams from wealth and third class, now a book
Book that has been written so many times, beams
Beams from ghostly faces, they just look.