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Riptide pulls me out into the open sea My toes dangle for a place to stand and be Oh starry night come and chart a course Or send me a boat with an anchor set I'll pull myself ashore Left with essence Of the moon and stars and night There's no other route I cannot take self to flight I'll float here with the shrimp and brine And on my cheeks and hair The salt will always shine And with this phosphorescence map A sailor's chart a mermaid's hand Something i'll find Oh starry night come and chart a course... From Letras Mania