Delmar Fisheries by The Speed of Sound in Seawater Lyrics

Ariel, your hybrid eyes betray your lust
Wild sea-foam forms only a fool would trust
Amongst the damp debris you bob there
With your eyes so wet
I only feel a little sad when I cast my net
Are you gonna pack your clams
With the things you might wear?
How will you manage yourself
When you get up there?
So, you gonna hold your breath?
Or just breath in?
Can you stand the oxygen across your fins
It's hard to swim
When you're tangled up with the crustaceans
It's hard to flee
A human who's just after your meat
Please, take me home
My cry goes unanswered
Bubbling upwards
Reel me in
So hopeful that I'll make some surface friends
These fishermen
Only interested in the market price of fins
I go home with someone new