Texty: Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers. Bottom Of The Bay.

Did I slip? did I trip?

Did I somehow fall and lose my grip?

Can it truly be our song is lost at sea?

Marooned??

Weren't we?

There were guitars and stars and you and me?

Was our melody misplaced?

Or was our memory erased? (I recall?)



In the glowing rumor of a moon

Our melodies made mermaids swoon

And we, by chance, glanced Neptune sway

Till he stole it all away

To the bottom of the bay



There was you, there was me

Happily cast away by some mutiny

We rum'd and strummed and drummed up our own treasure

And every note he heard?did Poseidon pilfer every word?!

We have lost the key; can find no rest, no rhythm, rhyme nor measure?(I recall?)



Did I slip?did I trip?

Did I somehow fall and lose my grip?

"To bring back the song to light of day?

To strum to sing, to hum, to play?

To hear the call," the Sirens scream,

"Plunge back into the briny dream!"



Where in the glowing rumor of the moon

Our melodies made mermaids swoon

And we by chance glanced Neptune sway



In the glowing rumor of the moon

Our melodies made mermaids swoon

And we by chance glanced Neptune sway

Till they stole it all away to the bottom of the bay