Lyrics:

So I said, man pull her out of the water
And then, lay on hands we'll bind back her flippers and tail
And we'll sail into trade waters
And then we'll feel
What's human inside of her

And she's chilly and slick
On her hips where the scales meet with skin
With a sickening flick of her tail
Circling her glazed gills filled with cold salty water
And she thrashes and twirls
Freezing fins lightly fluttering

And she's pretty I think
With her hair dark as ink
And her belly bone-white
And her lips of a slight seashell pink
Lightly part as she's tonguing the tub's rusty rim
The water, salt water it flows out again

So we seize her and sail
And she'll please us from head down to tail
Then, one night, when our boat coasts right into a gale
And some wild, shrill wind lights up, starts to wail
When the lighting, it flares and ignites our small sail
And our maps blow away, and our compasses fail
Then our boat takes on too much water to bail

And the tub overflows
I see her float out, so thin and so pale
See her rise out, she's so fast and so fair
My mouth fills with more panic than prayer
And my head fills with more color than care
And the waves, they weave cold seaweed through my hair
And my hands lose their grip, and my eyes lose their stare
And she's surging at me, and she's breathing the water like air