The daughter of the fish and the ram
Said "I am who I am
And what I am is a freak
Of nature"
The daughter of the ram and the fish
Always had one secret wish
The someone would love her
Someday
But who could love someone
With scales and horns?
A girl who was cursed since the day
She was born
She cried and she wined and she
Hated herself
She said, "Maybe if I tried I could be
Someone else"
So the daughter of the fish and the ram
Visted a magical land
The oldest and wisest creature
In the sea
She said "Magical clam, take pity
I only want to be pretty"
And the clam scratched his shell
And he told her
I will give you this magical pearl
It'll grant any wish that you have in the
World
But even the magica that I possess
Can never bring you true happiness"
("You gotta take care of that yourself,"
Said the clam)
So the power of the magical pearl
Turned her into a beautiful girl
And she swan ashore
And crawled up on dry land
But all of the people she met
Said "why is this girl soaking wet"
And they laughed at her
And they called her weird
Sure, she might not have been ugly
Anymore
But she was just as lonely as she was
Before
So, crying, the girl fled back to the
Sea
And she asked the clam, "Why won't
Your magic work on me?"
The clam in his wisdom replied
"It's the person you are inside
That's the problem
My dear"
"Sadly, you were doomed from the
Stairs
There's an incurable longing in your
Heart
And not even magic
Can fix that"
"Cause you miss the ocean when
You're on land
And when you're in the water, you
Miss the sand
Trust me, my darling, take this time to
Roam
'Cause no one you meet is gonna
Make you feel like you're at home"
So even though she didn't really like it
She took the clam's advice
And set out on a journey
All by herself
And all of the wonders she saw
Filled her with humility and awe
And she felt right at home
Wherever she roamed
Her hooves let her climb to the
Highest peaks
And her gills let her swim to the
Bottom of the sea
And they still called her strange but
She didn't really mind
She was strange, she was strong, she
Was doing just fine
She was strang, she was strong, she
Was doing just fine
The daughter of the ram and the fish
Still hasn't gotten her wish
But not all of us do
Maybe someday she'll find
Somebody curious and kind
To wander with her
But 'til then, shes okay with just being
Alone
Some things you just have to find on your own
Sorry if my story leaves something to
Be desired
My fins are so sore and my hooves are
So tired
My fins are so sore and my hooves are
So tired
My finds are so sore and my hooves are
So tired