
š āLand Mermaidsā ā Aquora (Celtic Coastal Version) šæ Intro (soft, flowing) š Verse 1 I wander down where the shoreline bends Salt on the breeze, it finds me again Barefoot traces in silver sand Was I ever meant for the land? Thereās a hush where the water meets Every step feels like memory Like Iāve been here a thousand times In another life⦠in another tide š Pre-Chorus They say the sea donāt call your name But I hear it⦠just the same āļø Chorus Weāre just land mermaids, caught in between Breathing in air but weāre dreaming of sea Hearts that are pulled by the turn of the tide Never quite still on either side And ohāthese pieces of glass that we find Softened by waves and the passing of time Feel like a whisper, carried ashore From somewhere weāve known⦠before š Verse 2 You turn that stone in the palm of your hand Sea-worn colors I donāt understand Soft green, blue like a faraway place Goneābut it wonāt be erased You say maybe it drifted in Lost from a world weāve never been But I feel somethinā deeper there Like a love thatās still in the air š Pre-Chorus They say itās just the oceanās art But I feel it⦠in my heart š Chorus Weāre just land mermaids, caught in between Breathing in air but weāre dreaming of sea Hearts that are pulled by the turn of the tide Never quite still on either side And ohāthese pieces of glass that we find Softened by waves and the passing of time Feel like a whisper, carried ashore From somewhere weāve known⦠before š Bridge (lift, rolling phrasing) Maybe we came from the waves Maybe we learned how to stay Maybe weāre meant to belong To both where we are⦠and where we ache for Ohāand if the tide turns slow Would it lead us where we should go? Or are we meant to remain With one foot in blue⦠and one in the rain š Final Chorus (open, warm lift) Weāre just land mermaids, wild and free Half in the wind (wÉŖnd), half in the sea Carrying stories we donāt understand Written in salt on our hands And ohāevery piece that we hold Shines like a story the ocean once told Of love that still drifts on the tide Never too far⦠to find šæ Outro (soft, lilting) So I wander where the shoreline bends⦠And Iāll follow it⦠Again⦠and againā¦

