Cigarette in hand walking paraell to the sea in the sandy plans

Stars fill the breeze with candlelight

Its peaceful up here

Below the tide where all is clear and ther is no where to hide sharks swim in search of prey (flesh of a virgin)

I met a mermaid once I was walking down the sandy plans of Copenhagen Denmark (Long Island in my hand and sunglasses fixed across my eyes) Walking down the beach in Denmark I stumbled, bummbled, tripped over a Tail A Tail from an enchanting beauty So I crumbled to the sand beside her and we talked

Telling eachother of the tales we endured

The lengths of love

I sang the songs of the land

As she sang the songs of the seas

So we sang…….

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