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