The fish song

Just outside the city

I was holding something

No one's ever seen before

Its eyes looked kind of pretty

Its irises were blacked out

And its scales were made of gold

Even through the flash floods

I spared it every harvest

'Cause I wanted it to grow

The scientists came knocking

And something deep within me

That refused to let it go

I know you are

Onto something, onto something

I know you are

Onto something, onto somеthing

So I gave it to the city

And hoped that maybе one day

It'd pass its children all its luck

It was something of a mascot

Till one day they had found

Its silver belly facing up

For a week they kept it quiet

And without a proper burial

They kept it in a jar

It was stressed until it passed

The pump had overfilled with sand

And then they spoiled a lucky charm

I know you are

Onto something, onto something

I know you are

Onto something, onto something

I know you are something new