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When the last course has been consumed
They withdraw to the drawing room
Where the Schubert she plays with style
Keeps her friends happy for the while
But the memories are a burden,
So she draws back both the curtains
Stepping out into the night

As the glow from the house recedes
And their voices blend with the breeze
She is free to be who she will
Free to skip barefoot down the hill
Maybe she is Neptune's daughter
For she's drawn towards the water
Stepping out into the night

The water cold against her skin
Conceals a multitude of sins
And laughing like a little girl
She enters an enchanted world
Where seaweed girls with silver tails
Play games upon the backs of whales
They want her to come home with them
They grab her legs and drag her
Down again, down again
Into the sea he strides
And takes her in his arms
And he carries her back to shore
When the last course has been consumed   They withdraw to the drawing room   Where the Schubert she plays with style   Keeps her friends happy for the while   But the memories are a burden,   So she draws back both the curtains   Stepping out into the night      As the glow from the house recedes   And their voices blend with the breeze   She is free to be who she will   Free to skip barefoot down the hill   Maybe she is Neptune's daughter   For she's drawn towards the water   Stepping out into the night      The water cold against her skin   Conceals a multitude of sins   And laughing like a little girl   She enters an enchanted world   Where seaweed girls with silver tails   Play games upon the backs of whales   They want her to come home with them   They grab her legs and drag her    Down again, down again   Into the sea he strides    And takes her in his arms   And he carries her back to shore