Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowrie [Walnut Whales]

That means no
Where I come from
I am cold, they're waiting for the day to come

I chew my lips, and I scratch my nose
Feels so good to be a rose

Oh don't, don't you lift me up
Like I'm so shy, no no no no no
Just give it up
See, there are bats all dissolving in a row
Oh, into the wishy-washy dark that can't let go

I cannot let go
So I thank the lord
And I thank his sword
Though it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored

O, morning without warning like a hole
O, and I watch you go
There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road
There are some dragons who were built to have and hold
And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly
And some great bellies ache with many bumblebees

I do as I please
Now I'm on my knees
Your skin is something that I stir into my tea
And I am watching you
And you are starry, starry, starry
Oh and you will never ever know how very sorry you will be
I am

Now I'm tumbling down, and I check a frown
That's why I love this town
Just look around
To see me serenaded hourly, celebrated sourly
Dedicated dourly, waltzing with the open sea
Clam, crab, cockle, cowrie
Will you just look at me?

Whoa oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh, oh