There was no moon black sky on the night
I jumped from the bridge toward the river
I swear, I saw silver star light
On the water's surface, a shimmer
Under the pulse, I couldn't finish
Didn't hear a splash or feel the cold
Was for the bubbles for a minute
Turned to ice, then cycloid scales of gold
Turned to ice, then cycloid scales of gold
My lungs deflated, my fingers weaved
Rip-separated for gills to breathe
Met my tongue over my sharp, new teeth
Panicked, swimming, collapsed in the reeves
Taken with the current to the sea
Tried disrupting desperate dreams
My belly empty, my body weak
I had no sound, no way to speak
I had no sound, no way to speak
I was close to quiet death again
When new instances broke me from the spell
I killed a diamondback terrapin
Was most scared of my awful self
I woke up on cold stones, broken glass
Winter beach at Long Island, and
I found that I could still maneuver
Slip slide on the sand and the cement
Slip slide on the sand and the cement
I opened sardine dream mermaid bar
We served most oysters and caviar
Leave your sea shells in our tall tip jar
More like me, I swear there are
Come for scallops, come to hear our songs
Come if you're in awful, bad trouble
Come if you're certain you don't belong
Some get far, don't land in bubbles
Some get far, don't land in bubbles (Bubbles)
Some get far, don't land in bubbles
Some get far, don't land in bubbles
Some get far, don't land in bubbles (Bubbles)
Some get far, don't land in bubbles
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