Lyrics
[Intro – Spoken over bandoneón]
(soft, playful)
You zig… I zag…
Back from the sea, but the tide’s still in me…
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[Verse 1]
You zig when I zag, (pause) like a rom-com askew,
I say, “Let’s eat out,” you say, “I’m not leaving this view.”
Back from the beach, to the grind we return,
Sand still in memory, waves still that yearn.
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[Chorus – Slow, then sharp stabs on beat]
(half-spoken, half-sung)
Oh… pajamas, socks high,
Gaze at the ceiling, asking “Why?”
Meetings have stolen the light from your glow,
But I see my Dawn… just moving slow.
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[Verse 2]
I’m dressed and I’m hopeful, car keys in my hand,
You sigh, “I had sunshine… now I have this land.”
I say, “Come with me, let’s go taste the night,”
You say, “These are my comfies—this feels just right.”
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[Bridge – Instrumental break with slow steps, then quick syncopation]
We zig and we zag, yet the lines intertwine,
Like waves on the shore with their own crooked line…
No chairs in the sand, but the truth pulls me near:
After stormy days… I still drift here.
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[Final Chorus – building to a slow, dramatic close]
We zig… we zag… (pause) yet always as two,
My compass, my current, still pointing to you…
No ocean tonight, just the quiet we keep—
Your arms are my shoreline, where the tides fall asleep.
