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Little Ariel, with green fins, red hair
do you know hat your voice will take you anywhere?
She reminds me of a time, before things fell
I pray to the lord he’s not sending me hell.
But I don’t believe so, this time a new song plays
I believe this is part of the key however, whenever this time and place

lastly I’ll say—
God? Do I have a blessing on the way?
Written by
AUSTIN FIELDS
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